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Agatha the Princess
Agatha The Princess
she was on the throne
far away from her home
uniting hearts to ne fond heights
carrying herself with a song
Agatha the princess
will lose their influence
soaring to new frontiers
left her to tears
took walks in her garden
beautiful flower display
let to thoughts to pray
with tears in her eyes
came as a big surprise
delicate hue wth borrowed lies
she walks the flats on the lonely pier
rapers and dishes she would hide
leave behind
the careless whisper
a shoulder to cry
the soft cascading vamp
shine on her eyes
to beg or even borrow
moments of sorrow
to cleave to her young
the living stone
have we just begun
Copyright ©
Mario Vitale
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