The pain I hide, Locked behind my eyes, In which the world never sees, Along with the tortuous sighs.
Every since that moment, You stepped out my life, I stand with this smile, To hide the bitterness and strife.
You will always be my princess, The woman of my dreams, The apple of my eyes, But a distant memory it seems.
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