Oh! Mermyth,
why, why abandon me... why do you, whom I've thought divine, do so coldly turn away and neglect your duties as my muse. Without you I can not think properly and thoughts of greatness, oh great thoughts, do cease to consume my imagination. Thoughts which show truth and in which truth does choose to show its value. Oh! Mermyth, my dear Mermyth. Tell me, why must I suffer in this way when you yourself have brought so many, oh so many, beautiful feelings of fulfilment. You whom exists purely for my salvation. You whom I do love so dearly because of the simple fact that you make me happy. Although your existence lays but within my mind I have chosen to give you life and think you real. A real representation of my purest inspirations and that is why I miss you so. Please do quicken your return and hastily do hurry to me for without proper thought my cloudy mind may end me.
Truly missing you,
Edwin Calvo
March 18th, 2009
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