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Mar 2020
She wore these glass slippers
That matched her dress

And I could see through her transparent zippers

Her flesh

She revealed her beauty concealed
Behind a wide smile
While her eyes killed

And she smelled like a lilac kiss

She must've read my mind
Because she knew my wish

As we slide across the ballroom dance
We marinated in the romance

But after the song dissolved
The clock struck twelve

And she left
JaxSpade
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