The boy, the one with the stained eyes,
Drew the shutters and held me tight,
The stained air of change,
He ravaged me, how villainous, he was,
To my heart.
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The boy, the one with the stained eyes,
Drew the shutters and held me tight,
The stained air of change,
He ravaged me, how villainous, he was,
To my heart.