Perfectly tortured actress,
See, the fact is
You rely
On each and every lie.
Slip a rose beneath my pillow,
Tell me to wait.
Chop down a willow,
And incinerate my hate.
Articulation
Through artistic, expressive, communication.
Dilate our eyes,
And escape into my thighs.
Let's drive around,
All around the town.
Until up has become down,
And you can only smile, but never frown.
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