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Stars fall from the sky,
are you worried we might steal them,
are you worried we might cry?
A man waits,
dirt smeared across his skin,
made of his convictions,
made of all his sins.
In the corner of her eye,
diamonds fall like fireworks,
she's rich in rhythm,
sick of sighs.
It's the laugh of an almost lover,
the cry sailing on...
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Well hello,
I'm a self-proclaimed dork.
I love the female body, and believe it is the most beautiful form of art.