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[misanthropic42o]

its a spell she spoke in her house made of gold
all too well i know her beauty that scolds
those who don't bow down to kiss her feet
i sway to and fro, head high but so discreet
i used to worship her for all she was
till i slipped and she turned hollow just because
i used to know her mind so well
now i cannot find the right words to tell
how great she is, she stands so tall
but i'm just the kid
who used to break her fall