Your beauty is of such a kind
That words could ne'er describe;
In some a way, you're unrefined.
On my heart, your voice'll inscribe:
A song of cleansing, a peace of mind.
There are no syllables that could measure
Your glow, that shines brightly everyday.
Oh, how I wish you knew, you're a treasure
fit only for Kings, of lands faraway.
Truly, none are deserving of the pleasure
of your company; I say, break away!
Never to return to this desolate place,
Never let yourself become helpless prey;
You deserve only the purest embrace.
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