

CoppeliaCoppelia CoppeliaCoppelia
Sad little doll Made of magic And lies
A dream A masterpiece A delusion
Fancy enough To hide The void of dead daughters
Coppelia Coppelia
Sits in the window Looking past Seeing through Mundane life-
The boy watching her A beacon of desire The girl watching him Jealousy searing
Coppelia Coppelia
Passion saturated plots Revenge Murder Darken your doorstep But never your brow
You are the doll Bu
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I'm The end of what "we" will be
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