You were my dark prince,
I couldn't keep my eyes off thee,
I loved you and I hope you took the hint.
You meant well and gave me a rose.
The kind that never wilts,
My heart jibbered like a horse,
But time had to take course,
And my wounded heart had to rot.
We never had the glamour at all,
It was just a facarde we all just formed.
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