This poem is fairly straight forward. I call it "Mercy".
Ruefully, the lord of my heart is now not joy.
Although, before and after, it was twice once so,
chryselephantine butterflies ploy.
Hurt me not, but reelect that once great lord.
Eleison! I cry to thee.
Let that lord return to me.
So let me know what you guys think of it!
Ruefully, the lord of my heart is now not joy.
Although, before and after, it was twice once so,
chryselephantine butterflies ploy.
Hurt me not, but reelect that once great lord.
Eleison! I cry to thee.
Let that lord return to me.
So let me know what you guys think of it!











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