There were days when she played
There were days when she cried
Her emotions have bled her but she wasn’t ready to die
She wondered for years why the pendulum must swing
To the left, to the right, her longing for her king
Where is he, what happened, where did she go wrong?
Each and every day, is she bored yet with this song?
But back then, she wouldn’t consider the simple, the l…
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