Crumbled in past
The state of mine is just an appearance I tend to keep
Rather then unveiling the promise
That I kept long ago
Neither its an intention
I promise that I'll be the same vigorously mighty
The way you left me
Pretence I'm one of their kind
You have obliterated where my roots once belonged
I assure the day will come when I will return
Avenging those who found dubiety in my blood
Leaving me nothing just you that was recreant
And I swore the realm
I won't leave you lying miserably like once you did to me
I'll stand by you as I saw glimpse of love
I knew you were vulnerable and that made me fall for you
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