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My Venus De Milo

I liked her better as a sensual mystery
An enigma I could put on a pedestal
My Venus De Milo enclosed in glass
Dreaming of sunflower fields and wild grass

‘Cause in reality she lets me down
A martyr toting a thorny crown
Her inner child trapped in porn star skin
Where our dysfunctions end is where we begin

© Indie Adams 2012
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Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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