Sitting alone
Atop of you throne
Waiting for love to come
Venture outside
You may be surprised
That you’re not the only one
Potions and charms
Don’t do any harm.
Yet, love is beyond its grasp
Clumsy girls
From other worlds
Can’t make you remove
your mask
Thus I conclude
That in being used
Your healing can not really start
There’s only one thing to do
The hardest for you
You have to steal back your heart
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