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Cruel Refrain
For again i fall
To his charming call
A trap it may be
Its shine captures me
My heart is eaten out
My feelings headed south
Yet my affection is still his
My torture is his bliss
In his web, i lay
There came a girl one day
Ignorant of the danger
Behind the charms that linger
I could not shout
I could not call out
A fate that echos mine
A victim, next in line
It is like a cru...
Wednesday 4th April 2018 11:49 am
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