Lavish me with compliments.
Blind me with your praise.
Adorn me with sweet sentiment.
Fool me with charades.
Love me with divergent passion, tones of muddled bliss.
Speak to me in borrowed moments, of a future quite remiss.
Whilst I in faithful servitude, forever loyal will remain;
casting wishes into night, that alas will end in pain.
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