Unsurpressed Uprising
She haunts my dreams
She is not what she seems
She is my Maud
She has a grab on my heart
She reeled me from the start
She is my Helen
She has turned away from me
She denied my plea
She is my Venus
She posseses my soul
She denied me quite cold
She is my Pysche
Yet I still wish for her love
And hope it will be ordained from above
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