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Faerietale lovers, right down ot the problems. |
| Sitting pretty Face a mask Eyes a sheild Of thoughts long passed Broken smile A pretty face Giggle, wink, Empty space Snow white And little boy blue Run in the hay Feelings new A smile, fast A heartelt kiss A dying throw Sincerely missed The little girl, with rosy cheeks abusive mother not what you think Shining armour Belongs ot the knight Holding my body against you All feels so right Sitting pretty Face so bright Eyes brimming It's all alright. Three little words a phrase of thought Truth in tone I'll leave you naught |