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Pinocchio
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My Artform: Finshed Sweet,
rock me to sleep in your arms,
and lull me with those eyes,
even though your the reason i need lulled so.
Give me life,
only with you do i feel alive.
am i your toy it seems so.
But it feels good to live.
I've got no excuse
and nethier can i blame you,
i let you pull my strings,
so this wood turn to fleash.
So i come alive.
