Ecstasy Is A Glass Full Of Tea

If You But Knew The Flames That Burn In Me Which I Attempt To Beat Down With My Reason.

Then Came A Moment Of Renaissance, I Looked Up - You Again Are There, A Fleeting Vision, The Quintessence Of All That`s Beautiful And Rare.

Moral Maxims Are Surprisingly Useful On Occasions When We Can Invent Little Else To Justify Our Actions.

I Loved You; Even Now I May Confess, Some Embers Of My Love Their Fire Retain; But Do Not Let It Cause You More Distress, I Do Not Want To Sadden You Again. Hopeless And Tongue Tied, Yet I Loved You Dearly With Pangs The Jealous And The Timid Know; So Tenderly I Loved You, So Sincerely, I Pray God Grant Another Love You So.

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