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I want to be an artist's muse And sit in sunlit hallways As she draws me in the **** Her eyes wandering across my body Cartographers of the flesh Mapping every shadow that every curve casts upon itself As she paints me beautiful In colors never fading.
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Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 12:25 AM UTC
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I want to be an artist's muse And sit in sunlit hallways As she draws me in the **** Her eyes wandering across my body Cartographers of the flesh Mapping every shadow that every curve casts upon itself As she paints me beautiful In colors never fading.
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Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 12:25 AM UTC
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