Lovely Girl
The sound of beauty is your laughter,
Lovely girl.
Eye's so divine; souls are ripped open
My Lovey girl.
Every word creates a connection,
Between us.
Sadly, your gone; sorrow, misery, hoplessness
Consmed my beating life support
She is no longer my lovely girl.
But someone else's lovely girl.
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