A Fortunate Prisoner

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She is a lover of my mind.
She exactly knew what I am made of.
She makes an art out of my chaos and brings forth order.
She anticipates my every fall and picks me up.
She takes the shattered pieces of me and makes me whole.
She hears the cry of my demons and makes a symphony out of it.
She heals me with her angelic heart and lights me up with a smile that is brighter than a thousand suns.
she imprisoned me forever to be a captive of her never-ending crave for Chaos.

Prince Roy

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