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Silent Beauty
Silence is a river, not a ripple,
Floating through this convoluted scribble.
The gelignite of lust was just a fizzle,
Moistened by her Peurto Rican drizzle.
Beauty was a psychedelic thimble,
Mottled from the petals of her pistol.
Reminiscent dreams of her still mingle,
Masquerading loss behind my dimples.
Floating through this convoluted scribble.
The gelignite of lust was just a fizzle,
Moistened by her Peurto Rican drizzle.
Beauty was a psychedelic thimble,
Mottled from the petals of her pistol.
Reminiscent dreams of her still mingle,
Masquerading loss behind my dimples.
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