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She comes and goes, a fleeting breeze, she tells me to stay, then leaves with ease. She plays to go, a game of delight, she shouts out loud, fades into the night. She feels the emptiness, the hollow within, a dance of shadows where love begins. My loving, my rhythm, my heart, my beat, the pulse of my world, a bittersweet feat. My money, my hate, the cost of my pride, my music, my life, the chaos inside. She takes what she wants, leaves me torn, a storm in my soul, a love reborn. Yet still, I cling to the song she sings, a melody of heartbreak that stings and clings. For she comes and goes, a wave, a tide, my muse, my torment, forever denied.
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