Dearly Beloved

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My dearly beloved,
How do you do?
I fear there is something I must tell you.

I quit the laughter
Threw away the joy
My life, broken, like a simple toy

I hoped for the best, as the worst flew in
Another debt paid off in sin
My heart unclaimed, feeling shoved

But how do you do,
My dearly beloved?





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