I will soothe your pain if you return the favour,
I've got nothing for you to gain, but charity the gain itself ,
You are better than I could ever hope to be,
Is it your charming nature or impure essentia that has my web labyrinthine,
This life isn't enjoyable when you're not around but morose when you are,
Your presence haunts my actions and introspection and
Proficiently taints my love with acrimonious disdain.
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