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In Her Own World
Dearest Lucy..
Fairest maiden of assam
You face shall i sit and gaze
Perfectly carved by your maker
Even the beauty of the flowers
Boweth before thine art
A thousand worlds
Will  i trade for your smile
You perfect chubby body
Like a sculpture of Michelangelo
carved to imperfect perfections
Even the gods have nothing on your face
your Grace there could never erase
Your lips I could devour
Lest I blow my self with a revolver
You're imperfections surface in lies
A thousand have gone to war for you
nine thousand seeks their own hell for you
but you're are mine and mine alone....
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