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There once was a man who said Love is blindNow the man who said thisWas a FrenchmanWho had lost his mind
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The golden sparrow droppedIt's wings being cut offIt could no longer flyOr feel the warmth of the skyCaged in it's insecurityMutilated by mistaken pur..
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Blue ink stains his perfect faceViolet tears spread like veinsTake off that mask, just in caseFeel the dreaded pleasure of expectancyThe terrifying th..
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