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Haunted old castle


	In a far land Through the gloomy wood Opens an entrance To where a dark castle stood The dark castle Covered in ivy All air is dead It's not very lively The only life in the castle Is by the front door Where the prince stands On the dusty old floor Running over the floor To find his true love Little does he no Her spirit is above Creeping up the swirling stairs Behind the heavy door He sees her lying on the bed There she will lay forever-more There she lay all pale and white He held her hand with true loves grip He took a dagger to his throat Always together they will sit.

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