Foam heart
Winter eyes cause wild storms.
Through the halls how they adore.
Fallen love and broken hearts
Hers is foam its blown apart.
In the light her beauty shines
To any other she could tell no lies
In the mirror she did speak
Tears fell down on each cheek
Pretty eyes hidden truths
For her love wasnt true
Queen of hearts and broken lust
At the waters edge she yearned for trust
Icy waters where she did lay
foam agian to her hearts dismay
Aphrodite Goddess of love
could not have her one true love
Back to class the very next day
There she watched him waltz away
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