It started with a greeting
Then asking of the setting
No picking where they left off
This is more of a send off . . .
Who can forget 'bout this day?
Bare witness on things you say
Change of heart is so futile
This has become her new deal . . .
Sounded all too familiar
Piercing through his strength's pillar
As the sun shone its brightest
There his hopes blink its dimmest . . .
Succumbing to the pressure
He won't able to measure
Now she's the heir to their clan
Ardent to those punys' plan . . .
No more promises this time
He won't be having her time
He was for her disposal
No need for his refusal!
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