In your arms she fell
Burning like hell
Bullet’s brand in her back
Shows her love that you lack
She whispered
And do you know Monsieur Marius?
I believe I was a little in love
with you.
You hushed her breath
Afraid of impending death
Wiped the tear from her cheek
Begging her not to speak
Wrapped in your arms
She showed her charms
Her eyes darted into yours
As the sky begins to pours
Her smile dropped
Her head flopped
Her heart popped
Death couldn’t be stopped
From a divine vow
You kissed her brow
Watched as she wilted in the air
Across men’s shoulders there
Whispered, “Eponine,
I never knew.”
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