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Angry Fiancée

I'm falling in love with some one
Who is angry with me
Her angry lips whispering a spell
Worse than a song of an angry goddess
Young heart is crying sorrowfully
As a captured little bird

A butterfly suicides itself
To not to let her make angry upon him
A tulip flower decayed
To come again when after her anger gone
Sun sets early, fear of
Moon rises up hardly

Young little rose flower
Brought summer in the spring
Her mythical beauty force me to
Warm up her sweetest lips
Does she let me to do, but
Yet, she isn't only who is in anger

Seized hands, frozen lips
How could that dream be possible?
Painful heart, suffering soul
Caught upon spell of a young witch
Neither god Apollo nor wizard of Oz
Could turn it back or break

Upon her hands-on her face
Wisdom ran away, lust is chasing
Whole life was haunted,
To deepen uniqueness of romance
Lie with her in a moment
but only in the deepest dream

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