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Through the show... She's natural in her beauty I guess you could say she's an unapproachable comedienne... Haven't much faith in her talent Still she did her work, No comedienne lives life as a clown... She did her work, But her heart was quietly crying I guess she even felt guilty 'Bout even dying Poor Mabel Normand So my friend is continuing On a destructive road His life passes before him like an Unfortunate circumstance He and his friend are at odds And he is not winning... Why does someone always have to win? He says it matters... Strange things do follow when you love someone So you put them in exile Thought I'd call you Beloved Exile... He called today Says, "Don't give up" I ask him, "What are you talking about?" I said things are not the same... Since you've been gone Rome burned down From Letras Mania