by GFLee
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by GFLee
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In an old house in Paris, covered in vines lived a girl by the name of Madeline She was not afraid of spiders or mice Madeline loved winter, snow and ice She watched from her window, onto the street below The soldiers and the ladies stopped to say hello They asked for her pleasure, be it whiskey or plain But there's no need for drink to take away that kind of pain And in the middle of the night, Madeline would reach for her bedside light Saying something is not right. And wearing a face as pale as ash she'd sit and watch the raindrops fall and splash Then she would turn to rest once more And like all good children watch no more
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