The crowd is lamenting over
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The tragic fate of victims
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Despite the fact that about the Drama
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On the stage of her ensnare soul
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They are silent
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Desolate scene under the old tree's neck
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Waiting for justice from the stormy sky
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On the dark faded pictures
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Among shards, raspberries were scattered
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Only little stream of blood
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Was fouling porcelain mouth
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A figure of the beloved in the glassy glance
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The sweetness of her face
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Was absorbing crowd's attention
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In the darkness the troubled eyes
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Have aroused true emotions
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The knife was still warm
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The betrayed lover
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Which was scalding hand
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She has thrown it straight away...
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Bitter wine on their wedding day
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She'd been drinking it in loneliness
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In the circle of whirling crowd
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Holy silence instead of scream
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She had become desirous of what
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She shouldn't have ever dreamt
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Playing a part of a beautiful bride
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Was not her destiny
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The old tree's neck within the sight
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To put to death her insanity
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Desolate scenes under the old tree's neck
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Waiting for justice from the stormy sky
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On the dark faded pictures
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Among shards, raspberries were scattered
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The Fading Tale
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| Delight |
