Her lips a lush red
Like wild cherries they are
Her eyes a rich earth tone green
Her long full forn hair
Dances and sways in the wind
Her skin soft and smooth like silk
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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