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Sweet to my eyes under her spell I was hypnotized
Falling over words a fools dance trying to observe;
Her beauty set off on a journey reaching the shores of
My heart, bound to eternity
Walking into a deep felt emotional moment
Nothing has the ability to mimic it
Something pulling from deep down setting forth
A kingdom with two crowns, a peasant and a jester clown
There still is not a sound a king without a crown
In addition, the queen is no more around
Bitterly shaken there's no mistake;
In the way, her love left this king
in his bed sinking beyond despair
Crying to feel; the memories reveal, in that no one could steal
Tears trailing down hitting struggling tormented by the sound
Her voice travels with remnants expelling
In everything that in his world exists
Longing for the sweetness, he knew in her lips
The autumn filled scopes her beauty never escaped
Love continues remembrance the only thing left for his love’s sake
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