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Bite Boadicea |
Stalk Boadicea |
“Tears are words the heart can't express”
~ No longer mourn for me when I am dead Please refrain from asking for more then friendship. As you can see, my heart has yet to heal. Tell me, when you look in the mirror, what do you see?
PLEASE BE KIND! PROFILE IN PROGRESS!
Read to escape.
Then you shall hear the surly sullen bell
Give warning to the world that I am fled
From this vile world, with vilest worms to dwell:
Nay, if you read this line, remember not
The hand that writ it; for I love you so
That I in your sweet thoughts would be forgot
If thinking on me then should make you woe.
O, if, I say, you look upon this verse
When I perhaps compounded am with clay,
Do not so much as my poor name rehearse.
But let your love even with my life decay,
Lest the wise world should look into your moan
And mock you with me after I am gone. ~
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the most shattered of them all?"
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