CAMELOT FANTASIES

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DELICATE

So delicate the petal, like luv in the wrong hands.
Pacifying the metal, ov knights sweet demands.
The soft essence, echo's Luvs last stand.
Though passive hearts, must contend.
Most feelings ov a blend, will not remain.
Trivial to the start, passage ways extend.
So delicate, when the petal bends.