Poetry

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Rules were set, but you would not comply,
and for that reason, shall you surely die.
Released you are, unto deaths embrace,
because for you, has expired all grace.
Nolonger are you permitted, another day,
and nothing is there, you could do or say.
For time you had, which you did abuse,
even though told and written, was the news.
That not one promise, shall ever be broken,
and all shall be fulfilled, which was spoken.
But so foolishly, did my word you doubt,
now too little too late, your time has run out.
So never shalt my love, be felt again,
truly, have you exchanged, joy for pain.
For as sure as there's a hell, life was no game,
but much you played, and it is such a shame.
For the moment has arrived, that pains my heart,
because now is the time, shall our souls part.

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