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I saw her under a different light it bounced off of her pale white skin delicate and porcelain like I saw her under the blatant sunshine it gilded her hair, turning her into a goddess of beauty full of mystique I saw her under the silver stars glow on her sleeping eyes showing me the woman within I saw her under the dimming lights of the bar, swaying her hair carelessly, becoming one with the music I saw her under the sheets of instincts when her whole body mounted me with confidence telling me "it's different" that's when I saw her she transcended from under a different light to a different world my kind of world
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 4:07 AM UTC
Transcendence
I saw her under a different light it bounced off of her pale white skin delicate and porcelain like I saw her under the blatant sunshine it gilded her hair, turning her into a goddess of beauty full of mystique I saw her under the silver stars glow on her sleeping eyes showing me the woman within I saw her under the dimming lights of the bar, swaying her hair carelessly, becoming one with the music I saw her under the sheets of instincts when her whole body mounted me with confidence telling me "it's different" that's when I saw her she transcended from under a different light to a different world my kind of world
maria-etre
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Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 4:07 AM UTC
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