Poem -
love bleeding lies
kiss my petal-pink lips
hold My tinny hands
stroke my porcelain cheek
if you only knew
not every doll is a sweet little Girl ;
kiss my petal-pink lips that lie
hold my tinny hands that stab girls in the back
stroke this porcelain cheek That blush roses when I smile wickedly
Haha
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