Love was yesterday’s child…
I beg thee, Artemis, “You’re forbidden from hearts wild!”
Infantile tears for all of tomorrow’s temult…
I plea to you Eros, ” Thou, HALT!”
My lips journey alone through winter…
I cry, “Jupiter, grant warmer days to enter!”
-Madamchryzl-
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 
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