Such a cloudy night,
So perfect for a flight,
Into pit of ending fight.
From a distant height,
Of angels and fairylight,
Our sanity only seemingly slight.
With out hearts and soul blight,
We're giving others fright.
I'm here waiting for my knight,
To save me from being a gross sight,
Make sure I'm here alright,
Cheer me up, fire me alight,
For lust within he incite,
Or love letters he cite,
Oh, how now will he bite,
And also make things right.
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