Pre-words

The day you walked into my life.

I made you somebody.

Tho, you were once the one with grotesque impression

But I come to perceive your comeliness. 

The little poker-faced of yours .

Not convincing. 

Oh dear, 

It does feels like years,

For now.

At least.

But, I know it'll be providential. 

Tenderness of yours.

Is buried in the little chamber of mine.

Ta.

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