Fairy

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Little mary,
The night was starry,
The lights were blurry,
u were never steady.

u want me to say sorry,
But in the ground i want u to bury,
all the hatred and burdens,
That in years u made me carry.

Sweet cherry,
killed with fake symphaty,
flashes of memory,
replayed by a broken fairy.

Sweet baby,
i want to punish u for being fiesty,
u were always funny,
But never in front of your enemy.

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