Up and down
All around
She cried tears,
Feeling the urge of fear,
Thinking her time was near;

How could she bare?
Only the thought of spare,
How could she deal,
When it was him keeping her steeled.

Up and down,
Was love really found?
The bond that fonder,
Only made thunder,
Crying for mercy,
Still tears that was thirsty.

Who is she?
Is she me?
Deep within
Was just beauty of sin.

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