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I was once your Prophet;

Your Prince...

The just cause for the intrusion of smiles upon your face in the winter's midst.

It was thy kiss that brought tears to the eye of a

Storm.

I was your warmth when the crisp cold froze your

Soul.

I dried your tears the times your sweet essential mind

Reminisced of an old pain.

I must have strained my tongue,

Because I was speechless;

I couldn't understand how someone so soulfully beautiful

Be done so wrong.

I sympathized for ever ounce of pain,

Whether past or present;

Consoled you in your hours of need -

The good, bad, and hectic.

We confidently claimed to have had a love

Beyond everyone's recollection...

It was only for our soul's understanding,

And we both understood that God performed this union

And wrapped our hearts in His bosom of protection.

He bestowed upon you a vision,

In which you perceived beneath the contours of my persona -

My true self

You once stated that I maintained a good heart,

But I don't know how to use it.

Well, how can I when I'm forced to keep it to myself???



Tha Prodigal One...