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Scars on her lips
She makes my heart bleed.
But sweet she so bee
I will be her jay for hover
Please excuse my rhythm
Shes very optimistic
I love the way she never speaks
But says a lot in pictures
The leer and the stare
So soothingly me steer
If I could die tonight
Id be glad to be her body bear
But shes cold and shes cruel
She would even play the muse
But shes foxy as the brown
The baddest in the town.
I love you ma baby
Goodnight.
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