She dwells in an unexpected way
Where you can't meet her
And occupies her day
That you can't be together
Her beauty was invincible
But the nature took her away
Preity and underage
Got another life of nasty play
Her glamoured face I still know
Which lasted not forever
But she left my owe
And became the queen of slumber
She was loving and caring
What you don't know?
Had in her daily
That you described preity slow
She left me to remember
And the moments still raw
As she aparted from the nature
Where I don't want to go
Now, she is no longer
But with nasty play forever
This is what I call her
The queen of slumber
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