Muses
Looking back at it now
You were my muse
Sus ojos eran como caramelos
Caramelos dulces y suaves
Even though I was in a golden city to distract me from you
Sonrisa como rayos de sol
But you now have the girl of your dreams
And I stopped liking you
I need a new muse
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