You were once neglected by many
All they could see were imperfections
Nothing good could come from you
Tarnished and stained by many
Your heart grew cold for Love
You swore to dissociate from love
But here you are my queen
Lying in the comfort of my arms
When i look into your eyes
I see a world beyond perfection
They all got it wrong
Judging from their assumptions
To me, you are Superfluity

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