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*She sat around a huge throng At La Bellevilloise where the music turns up matches her red lips and sultry dress Pouring a bottle of Musigny under a frigid night She curled her brunette hair an hour chose the best stilletos with a drop of parfum in her wrist Tonight, the moon's her spotlight she drown from every sip of wine, as she dances her heartache and catches his eyes Her smile stings a heart her words create an echo enchanting to his ears A poison of desire a canvas of picturesque scenery she was the quintessential beauty that burns in sight But on midnight, where they said their goodbyes, she looked at her face with the mascara lines and messy hair in the mirror whispering, "tonight was a terror" slowly wiping her eyes and exhaled with a smile*
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 8:59 PM UTC
Femme Fatale
*She sat around a huge throng At La Bellevilloise where the music turns up matches her red lips and sultry dress Pouring a bottle of Musigny under a frigid night She curled her brunette hair an hour chose the best stilletos with a drop of parfum in her wrist Tonight, the moon's her spotlight she drown from every sip of wine, as she dances her heartache and catches his eyes Her smile stings a heart her words create an echo enchanting to his ears A poison of desire a canvas of picturesque scenery she was the quintessential beauty that burns in sight But on midnight, where they said their goodbyes, she looked at her face with the mascara lines and messy hair in the mirror whispering, "tonight was a terror" slowly wiping her eyes and exhaled with a smile*
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 8:59 PM UTC
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