Great Gatsby
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Behind these Tattered rags beats the heart of lover
but tragic fate has separated us because of another
I was a brother in arms
who had fallen under charms
It seems so long ago that the illusion faded
And we were left with barren dirt
The colorful night life now evaded
As we all try to save our own souls.
It took so long for us to realize
I remember, long ago
When we sailed as chose
‘Til the last red petal fell
From our glassy rose.
