This is the Princess of What Is Forgotten
No one knows her real age
Some they say she lives forever
Those who see her lose their memory
She soaks the pain out of your soul
if there are tears, she takes them all
Sweet eyes and lips, she whispers softly
as tears and sorrows make her happy
sudden splashes bright her flakes
Those who are happy are pretty safe
of forgetting all the way
As sadness is what she just takes
with peaceful charming face
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