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The Pitiless Beauty
Autumn In Helen
She is hiding her thoughts under her make up
Knowing better to hide herself than show
We just met in a dark day
When autumn gets cold
Painting ourselfves with every shade of lust
You are holding me tight
Tonight we are beautiful
She is hiding her thoughts under her make up
We play an unsafe game but we won't burn
She knows the word to stop
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