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She walks like a gazelle!
Her voice- clear as a bell!
She sparkles and glitters like ice,
But her personality is really quite nice.
She leaves you with this,
And bends to give you her kiss,
A knife in your heart-
A piercing great dart-
Dripping your blood,
Almost a flood-
And she smiles, so sweetly,
And she cleans it up, so neatly-
You can't help but say,
As she's walking away,
"My love, shining like dew-
You kill me; yet, I still love you-"
Throwing her hair to the side,
She knows you haven't lied-
"I know, dearest one,
But you see, our love is now done."
The knife plunged right in-
Wasted beauty, such a sin-
But it doesn't matter, I have said,
Because, it would seem, they're quite dead.

3:34 am

What petty crime was I found guilty of?

Quote of the day:
random meep (10:08:48 PM): Cherries or apples, Grace?
CherryLady1346 (10:08:54 PM): apples

It's just ironic that my name is CHERRY lady and I prefer apples.
-@ 10:06 PM