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Peridita
She looked out at the silver moon
So high in the sky
Her love would come for her soon
Letting her fly
She finally spotted him
His hair gleaming gold in the moonlight
Next to the tree where their first kiss had been
Where her heart would soon die
When she went to throw herself into his arms
A step back he took
Her heart took alarm
A rustle behind her made her take a look
A woman had just appeared
Fair skin
And dark hair
A beauty she had never been
Then he finally spoke
“This is my betrothed”
Her heart lost all hope
“Why then, did you even bother to walk down this road?
Together we have been
Four long years
Now you make my world dim”
She cried lonely tears
She watched them walk away
Arm in arm
She would never see another day
For she fell for his charm
A hole in her chest he left
Where her heart had once laid
On her door step, Death
She could not hide
Staining her white gown scarlet
She collapsed to the ground
“He left me for a harlot”
But the words would not sound
There she would lie
Motionless, in antagonizing pain
Watching her life pass by her
And it would be there, she would die
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