My Wish

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My King

You gave me a wish for I shall have anything I want

As long, you can provide it

Now, I dance for you as I cry

My King

I came to give you, my wish
It shall be done for I have your word

This is my wish

A girl have wrong me

I asked you to argve me

My lord

This is what I want

For you to cut her head and serve it on a golden plate for me

I am your child

I will serve you until the day I breath no more

Take my wish and make it come true

Make me smile for that make you happy

Grate my wish

I shall stand by you when you need me

Kill the girl called Chloe then we shall live happy ever after

Be happy, my King

For I shall smile for you when I see her head on a plate

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