When you went too rush,
Lip eyes
Or with a magenta shirt,
False blue bracelet
Or your tip will be forty-five degrees,
Turns away from the forehead.
It seems like you're messy,
The unshorn goddess of my unfinished world.
Well,
How do you feel?
When you go to grab my younger finger,
Get hold of anamika
Give me the nails glance
Delicate fine pain of love
Forget the mind of my very rough hair
When you went too rush,
Do not forget to bring hair clips
The most beautiful flag on earth is your flying hair
nice poem dstw
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