Her (My first love)
Like a melody of Beethoven
Gorgeous yet impossible to replicate
Like an angel to the mortal
You don't know what love you could create
Eyes so dreamy but still
Filled with tears and regret
You held my vision so well
It's too much to forget
Your'e laughter still haunts me
I just wanna see you one last time
Before I leave this place
Too much to ask is it a crime?
This kills me enough to live long
Fearless enough to die in the past
You blessed me at first
You cursed me at last
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