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She Was Beautiful
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She cried
When she felt empty
She missed him
When she felt alone
And mabey
He doesn't see her cry
And mabey
He doesn't feel her die
In his arms
In a dream
That held her each night
And mabey
She's not this empty
And mabey
She was beautiful
When he held her tight
And mabey
She was beautiful
In a dream
Where she a princess
And he a knight
And he rode away
Toward the sun
And the princess died
And heavan sung
Opening its arms
For this beautiful maiden
Who was to beautiful
To feel
The emptiness
That held her
The emptiness
That was so real
And mabey
Heavan held something
Emptiness couldn't steal



