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The beauty and the felon
Once upon a time
Behold the stream of everlasting dote
The fiddle and a young stag
Cute, happy, naive young love
Happiness lighten their infinite world
Hidden deep in those pages of memories
Prompt the deed sad wound
Covered with a rosy smile
Even with the blissome past days
Comfort were never felt
Life become the hardest to live
As the felon become dark
The eyes, chico they never lie
He became her sickness
But silence was the best she could give
as days went by
heart became the betrayal
As her wrath world lies within him
The past always win
It becomes her sickness even when she has no weakness
Yarning for the old memories
no words are sent to say 'hello'
Love walks away slowly over
For months they haven't spoken
Will the beautiful night be killed with silence?
More days paved sorrow disguise in joy garmet
For, the beauty tears can wash a country eer
There is no point in trying
He died decades ago
Day after day; she tried, oh so many a try
But will the flame of love be quiet forever?
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