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PRISTINE CHRISTINE Pristine Christine the girl of my dreams Rest assure, though her eyes do not gleam I know that she is more than what she seems Shall I explain what it means? To have and to hold a motionless figurine no, my artificial queen? I cling to this fantasy, this object I desire Nothing can deter me as I continue to describe her Eyes faded with cubic zirconium shine that awe and inspire* Clay for hair fabricated in wire Her lack of bones and plush filled body set my soul to fire Revealing an unnatural love I have allowed to transpire I invent reasons to how her synthetic skin will not perspire Structured in a silicone beauty never to expire Tainted in mystery for all to admire Imitate my love! You lifeless being; it is all that I require Name me your ruler and I will enslave myself to your empire Even if it means loving this *** doll that I have acquired
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Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 2:56 PM UTC
PRISTINE CHRISTINE
PRISTINE CHRISTINE Pristine Christine the girl of my dreams Rest assure, though her eyes do not gleam I know that she is more than what she seems Shall I explain what it means? To have and to hold a motionless figurine no, my artificial queen? I cling to this fantasy, this object I desire Nothing can deter me as I continue to describe her Eyes faded with cubic zirconium shine that awe and inspire* Clay for hair fabricated in wire Her lack of bones and plush filled body set my soul to fire Revealing an unnatural love I have allowed to transpire I invent reasons to how her synthetic skin will not perspire Structured in a silicone beauty never to expire Tainted in mystery for all to admire Imitate my love! You lifeless being; it is all that I require Name me your ruler and I will enslave myself to your empire Even if it means loving this *** doll that I have acquired
The unrealistic expectations of women
helena-wayne
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Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 2:56 PM UTC
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