There was a girl of treasure. Pearls was the name. She was fighting off feelings, That were driving her insane. The boy she loved, Was full of blue. So, she lathered him in hugs, And blew him many kisses too. She tried with fire, She tried with rain. She tried and tried, Without refrain. She gave words so sweet, A genuine cry. And from him she received, But one reply. I don't know. I don't care. No reason to live, The pain's too much to bear. The stars and skies, Would forever collide, Before she gave up, And lost his trust. She tried again, With words of fire. But the smoke engulfed, Rising higher and higher. The blue in him, Now darkened to black. His heart was sinking, In quicksand - too fast. So still...he sat, As a black hole indeed. Sucking in every word, But no warnings he'd heed. Her hope was now, Wearing thin. As a new moon she wished, To begin again. The thought of his madness, The thought of his pain, Clearl...
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