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Once upon a time in May
There was a girl who used to pray

She pressed her hands against her heart
And wished they wouldn’t be apart

She called the sky and then she cried
For him she’d throw away her pride

She then sat down and whispered softly
If you can hear me there up high

She whispered and then took the knife
Red drops began to kiss the floor

Once upon a time in May
There was a girl who liked to play

She pressed the knife against her heart
The floor became a piece of art