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In ocean of brunette and blonde islands
Yes, why this knock again?!
Hi, and my door in loud tears sometime
Like my open heart, you know, the little Snow-white,
When you mesmerize me with your kisses in my mind
And so vampire lips before opaque windows, the fantastic hips, a glow in eyes under the crown of moonlight,
Because you dress always some cobra palest capuchon over few words of lie,
It is from Eve a very old egyptian look without shame, icon of style, a super modern way in trendy social life
By shady strange halo and optimistic caring on with ultrasonic crys,
I loved so nevertheless from Real Jesus Cross, like brother was beside,
But she is only crow in cosmetics of sweetest dove, the bird, who called older mine,
This slave Hagar and afterwards even the worse with glassy hidden screen of false rainbow in shine,
So legalistic girl or wizardress in alchemical laws through wilderness of human world such yellow butterfly,
So fine, so foreign and so alien now, that common lady gaga by betrayal
With all worthless mirages of luxurious love, too strong poison inside,
Some kind of fate without precious soul because,
A oldest femme fatale, but not my own, never again,
Wich can't do closed Sky of Virgin Mary Eyes blue light or dark with Christmass Star above this night...
