A Tribute to the Love of My Life, My King.
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She would be my queen,
I could be her king,
Together, she would make me cool,
And we would both rule, forever,
And I would never feel pain,
And never be without pleasure, ever, again,
And if the rain stops,
And everything's dry,
She would cry,
Just so I can drink the tears from her eyes,
She'll teach me how to fly,
Even cushion my fall,
If my engines ever stall,
And I plummet from the sky,
But she will keep me high,
And if I ever die,
She would commission monuments on her bosom,
To hum,
Or maybe she'd retire as well,
A match made in Heaven set the fires in Hell.
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A letter from Malcolm
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Detra,
To someone I fell for hard. Right now My heart is bleeding for you, but in time I think these wounds will heal, in hopes that I'll see you again. I can't say whther or not things will change in the coming months, but I do k now that no matter what, you'll always have my hear, I don't think any body has or will make me feel like you do. You truly are special and unique. You're funny, kind, beautiful, and dorky. I wouldn't change a thing about you. I LOVE you. I'm in love with you. I'll always be thinking of you and I'll do my best to stay in contact. I'll be impatiently waiting until I see you again.
Love, Malcolm.
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