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When I first had met you

I wouldn't dream

We'd end up like this

So it seems

Fate can be cruel

A river parts

We're torn at the seam

I am so

Weighted down with grief

I don't know if I can go on

Thinking back

To when we were young

We were so close from the start

Oh how your

Song about me changed

I don't think I've heard this tune before

And what's worse

Above all these things

I have a piece of you in me

I have struggled with this for some time

And I'm wondering, have I lost my mind

Sick of the struggle

Sick of the strife

I have pictured ending life

My next chapter rests on the edge of a knife

I will

Not let you

Write this

Stories ending

I curse and spit on your grave

Unmarked but I'll know where you lay

I will be the last thing you see

The last thing that you see

I embarked on a search

To places far and unknown

It is hard to fathom

To which people secrets have been shown

Secrets

They have

Been shown

In a place there was a man

He was said to know of the Jinn

An evil power of antiquity

Exactly what I need for my enemies

For my

Unknowing foe

I am asking for the King of Castle Germain

To be dethroned and thrown from his home

Never to return

And make him unable to satiate his worldly desires

While living forever

I could do this for you

But understand there could

Be a price to pay

The end of your suffering

Trapped for thousands of years

From the times of Solomon, yes

I can make your wish come true

But not before I possess you