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Dec 2020
Belle of the stories
You enchant me with your gaze
You make me feel confused
And trapped in the maze

You feed my love addiction
I'm drowing in your attention
But why everytime that our eyes meet
I feel saddnes just from your direction?

I want to fall
Yet be the supporting pillar to you
I can't give myself away fully
If you're the first one who becomes the fool
Eola
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