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Let me tell you a story.
Tell of her beauty and power.
The words of her ending...
Beauty as she was,
she always missed something.
Her heart wasn't filled,
it was empty as her eyes.
Finally, in a fit of passion,
the magickal beauty took one last trick
with candles, and cards,
she opened her body.
"Free me from my hell, let me love."
- by Am Flur Briste |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/06/2011 |
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- Title: The Beauty
- Artist: Am Flur Briste
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- Date: 10/06/2011
- Tags: beauty
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