Her eyes captured me in an everlasting lapse of gravity,
oh, her eyes.
Why,
did she have such pretty eyes.
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My demise
Her eyes captured me in an everlasting lapse of gravity,
oh, her eyes.
Why,
did she have such pretty eyes.
