The Sweet Abracadabra
In my heart you filled the hole
where passion is meant to dwell,
the sweet Abracadabra
of life's magic in my soul
coming from the orchestra
where dreams abide playing low,
swelling into symphony.
In my heart it took a toll,
bitterness began to swell;
Abracadabra the sweet
vanished with the love you stole.
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