That beautiful maiden I know to well,
With golden hair and pale fare skin,
Who captured my heart the day we met.
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Porcelain cracked
Silk, dragged
Beautiful curls in knots
Sits alone, in front a window
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For Her By Irwin Lawyear
That beautiful maiden I know to well,
With golden hair and pale fare skin,
Who captured my heart the day we met.
For her I'd give my pride, my trust, my deepest secrets, and my lust,
For her I'd have courage, strength, and be elegant,
For her I'd give my body, soul, and love.
And Love so great for this fare maiden, the ocean could not compare,
Our souls are one and hearts are full,
I'd die without her near,
My Maiden. My, Maiden.