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This is the second act and you are not the director.

Cute, sugar sweet Pink phone and hog-tied lover Dimples you unintentionally smother Brother from another mother My cubic zirconia dream Hot, de..

Take the lovable look that unintentionally ensnares And leave its superior senses Take the keen eyes as one's shield But blind the peripheral visio..

When I was young I used to be Vibrant and energetic, buzzing softly Upon stepping outside and skipping over shadows Wide contours in the dust, I he..

You once insisted to clutch derivatives of responses In which you sought a return In flight you would buckle And I still cannot stomach My w..

I left the rhyme scheme in there. Sorry if it's distracting.

A far cry from his own face, the wry smile Betokens senses belonging to men Who glide, with idle power to revile Such men will scarcely fall vict..