A Lover's Pen

As days bled into years
And moments into memories
I felt like falling into despair.
Pretty was she in looks
Just as a princess in my books.
And her dignity is something
That was outrageously Attractive.
The time together lasted forever
In my stories that never die.
She was a fearless damsel
And it was my distraction.
I was never a whole
Without her soul.
And now, into the solemn silence
I dwell unrefined.

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