You my precious gem,
whom I'll confide in,
company I seek,
love I reside in.
The one that helps me,
when in misery,
when in mourning weep,
you my precious key
Unlock my prison,
you heart of crimson.
Wait you can't, there's a
mishap most irksome.
Your mother conceived,
but would not let be,
the precious of you.
You're dead,
and lone is me.
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