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Breathless Hyperbole
Breathless hyperbole
echoes in shadows I touch
pale as the twilight's oyster
blushing your last kiss blue
upon your sleeping breasts,
realizing, it takes a stiletto
to make a river run red
then swoon you a lullaby
echoes in shadows I touch
pale as the twilight's oyster
blushing your last kiss blue
upon your sleeping breasts,
realizing, it takes a stiletto
to make a river run red
then swoon you a lullaby
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