True

 Tis' only one who ye' shall know,
the weathered boney her shall show,
doth it may be the worldly known.

but I shall see the hidden thrown,
the armored wounds who hide below 
the pinked hart no longer glowed,
for they shall only know her loved.

In this shattered cove she lie,
​lies and lies ye, know her by. 

 

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