Fancy my love is forever,
Fancy it is madly;
Fancy both these are fairytales.
Fancy this heart's tragedy is a fancy of the heart;
Fancy there is more to it, and rest is hidden inside the heart.
Fancy I praise your eyes to nurse your vanity;
Fancy I drink from these taverns' charity.
Fancy I fake my agony -
Fancy its a false crusifixion;
Fancy this love of mine
is indeed a fateful infliction.
Fancy my strife's false -
Fancy my suffering an aspersion;
Fancy this is the only fact ,
and all else an illusion.
A mutual presentation by me and Sando.
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