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The heart that cried
The pretty girl with the beautiful soul
 Whose heart shamed her hair with its golden glow
 And with time it just seemed to grow
 Such perfection, such a clear lie
  Secrets in the heart do dwell 
  The worst we could ever tell
 But untruths are so easy to sell
 Her pain she could not justify
 
 In this world there are the weak and the strong
 And if your prey you won't last very long
 We all dance to the tune of life's song 
 There is no braking free no matter how hard you try
 There is the exception however
 No one can truly crush the truly clever
 Unwinding their webs would take forever
 So it seemed as though she were sometimes shy
 
 But hold up! Back track! This has yet to end
 Don't you know the plot enjoys twisting again and again
 Until you're confused, going round the bend
 For you see no one ever thought to pry!
 There's no blinder man than one who does not wish to see
 So it was excruciatingly simple to hide her agony
 There were simple clues but no mystery
 So no one could see how her heart would cry
 
 So there you have it, all yours to see
 The bittersweet story, sordid history
 And still all the time in the world for their more to be
 The rest of her life a fantastic lie
 Something in her death to rue
 She couldn't help it she didn't know what to do

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