I let him in with my golden keys
Raven haired and twinkling eyes
Charmer
Words of ease
Tongue of gods
Capture my eyes
With A mere Glance
Once an object of perfection
I am nothing but the epitome of taint
The path shows a fork
The charmer Leaves for the left
I am but left with the right choice
It is time to Go
Good bye.
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