Mademoiselle

She walks besides the watery sand
As she touches the water with her hand
Like I’ve seen the grace of sunshine
Beautiful mademoiselle o’ mine
She dances while tears shrouded her
I can see her pain, the smile so bitter
Like fallen leaves of a dying tree
Hoping to be set free
She saw her love as he fades away
Left in tears she down and stay
As I observe my dear mademoiselle
Trying to escape her hell
I wanted to be there for her
But I can’t
For I am just a shadow
Of her own broken heart
A choice i have but to say these words
My love my love i am here
Summon me and escape your fear
For I’ll be the guise
Of our own eternal love
My dear mademoiselle
My dear mademoiselle
I am here.

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