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ravens land upon her hair...

clouds adrift on her skin.

a smile that tugs upon my soul and wispers gently in my ear..

eyes of honey look me down..

lips like roses line her mouth.

steely arrows in the air...

and wilted flowers at her toes.

and if you ask me how i know what she looks like..

i will tell you she left yuesterday..

.....!!!!!!!!!
love that song... Voltaire - goth queen-
yea so i got to get rdy for work now.. till next time

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