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She's the beautiful one. Wears Versace and French inhales myrrh cigarettes. Behind blinking veils lies the sun, While in her eyes, your mind forgets. Never miss a glance, Denounce mere recognition. An eager chance, Herein lies your new mission. Tempt her senses, She's unprotected. Take down defenses, Now you're connected. She doesn't think, she dreams. All she does is disappear. Nothing is as it seems, Your whole world, again unclear. Tender last words spoken, Dark nails red on fragile hands. Another dream broken, The chemical disbands. This (and you) Is (are) her gift. And this (and you) Is (are) her curse.
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Aug 6, 2011
Aug 6, 2011 at 10:03 AM UTC
Your Mission
She's the beautiful one. Wears Versace and French inhales myrrh cigarettes. Behind blinking veils lies the sun, While in her eyes, your mind forgets. Never miss a glance, Denounce mere recognition. An eager chance, Herein lies your new mission. Tempt her senses, She's unprotected. Take down defenses, Now you're connected. She doesn't think, she dreams. All she does is disappear. Nothing is as it seems, Your whole world, again unclear. Tender last words spoken, Dark nails red on fragile hands. Another dream broken, The chemical disbands. This (and you) Is (are) her gift. And this (and you) Is (are) her curse.
Copyright Julee Lennox 2007
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Aug 6, 2011
Aug 6, 2011 at 10:03 AM UTC
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