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How the rolls
Magic's and history's told
A hole
Which through her eyes of gold
Those veins run
Mystery's wife her soul
to and fro

Tearing the snow
As she her darling coat
Hoarding all the
Now her evil highness

Kind of Shakespearean prose
the rose
Avid as she sows, grows
and Jasper stole
So let the horror

Black and in hair
gaunt in frame
A bony
Which Cruel with creepy grace

Always air
Circling one lurch, Hepburn
In her head which the space
Was the one taste
As she her fate
Nothing flees her embrace

As the mistake
That Cruel made
Was when she her cave
And started to

As the for her fades
Our feelings won't
So my darling,
We see the gray

In her glare
Loveliest and
Frightened, you'll wear
And this haunting is so fair

There's no reason to
From her cold
She has all of the loveliest and
Things which frighten at
But soon wear

She's a regional from this nowhere
(And elegant haunting is so fair)
Taking strolls the dark by the moon's glare
(Cruel, so fair)
As she listens for in the night air
(Cruel, so fair)

searching for marks on the white hair
(Cruel, so fair)
She's a regional spark this nowhere
(Cruel, so fair)
Cruel, so fair