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The Keeper Of My SoulHis beautiful hands touches his neck His beautiful neck Around his beautiful neck is a chain A necklace Silver and vulnerable From the necklace hangs a vial A small vial of glass The vial is a key It contains a red, dark liquid It contains my blood It means that I belong to him He owns me With his black hair and hazel eyes His beautiful hands and his beautiful neck The vial with my blood, that follows him everywhere he goes He is......... The Keeper of My Soul For eternity
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