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Raven black hair, long and beautiful A rosy flush of dimpled cheeks, When will my refletion show who I am inside? Grab the scissors, cut the hair, Ride off into the night,
I woke and fell in your arms Has your lips touched mine Never knowing much more Trying to keep us from falling apart
Who could love such a beast you might ask But you are wrong to be asking For you should love with your heart Not those brown eyes That you use to see through everything but my heart
Sing in me muse, and through me Tell the tale of a beautiful young mermaid With hair as red as cherries, Eyes as blue as sea, Lips red and luscious, Who holds big hopes and dreams.