Quote:
Originally Posted by Crowe
Pretty flowers on her,
Dress, this young woman,
With a fake smile. She
Has forgotten the sound,
Of kindness and knows,
That a gentle touch is hard to find.
She waits, she's naive,
That stupid knight has,
Yet to arrive on golden steed.
Will he ride to find her and if so,
Will he know the way home?
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i may have to change my sig now.
i loved it.
if we get married your vow better be half as good as this or our wedding night at happening for a lot of nights