Queen Of Hearts Broken
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Bill Cantrell
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With the eyes of my heart,
I see beyond the beauty of the skin
The belly of a sunset,
from the sky I descend
Adorned for all settings,
both weddings and deaths
My scent is enticing,
embracing your breath
Cursed by my beauty,
thorns on my skin
Not to be held,
Is the cost of my sin
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