The song about destructive love

I knew a girl with a heart like a rose in bloom
With a scent so delicious, never needed perfume

She was quite a dream
Like a little sunbeam
In her eyes she had gleam
I thought she was supreme
With a voice sweet like cream

And no one was able to tame her

Well, I am dark creature, and my essence is gloom
And I tried to befriend her, but took straight to her doom

I took heart from her chest,
And hid deep in my vest
She was very depressed
and without protest
She with me stayed abreast

And became deeply sore


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