my eve
A forbidden fruit
They said about you .. A puff of dust
They said .. You from the water of the clouds
Pearls threaded like rain magic Kernels
And that you created from Adam's rib
Of the love .the tendency and headstrong young
But Madam I do not see you not a plate of doom
Why love as fire in your crystal ball
As if you mess with a witches secrets
your beauty is like a snow before Hurricane
And your purpose mass to the hearts of lovers
you would not be my address book
Madam i do not see you but a river of doom
They said .. You're dreamy night stars
.... But asking
Do you need a guide??
My heart is suffering as living dead
There is an optimal wounded heart fond woe
And my bite in apple of your love turned into a mirage
You gain the upper hand and for thousand reasons
Sorry .. Madam, what you are but a heavens of doom
It is time your taste will never repent
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