Estranged
Am estranged to the crest,
To know I cannot bend,
Nor reaffirm choices drawn,
For fate is too strong,
Cruel and indecisive,
To know my love is destined.
I saw and I loved,
I desired but she pledged decline,
Some bitter sweet admissal,
Love like a wild horse,
Remains unridden and hostile,
Am tale of remonstrant hysteria.
Whosoever knows of my lover?
She who makes me drool,
My mind losing focus but fantasy,
Tell thy of what to convince her,
That she may love and cherish me,,
So I may possess her till the happy end.
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