Beauty+Brains=???

My body is the definition of flawless.
I woke up with a full figure and a face made by heavenly Angels.
My brains are made by God and the Devil themselves.
Made to lure you in and be what you want me to be.
And if only if I want to I can control you like the puppet that your born to be.
Your made like a toy from Toys R Us designed for me to play with.
But you'll never know.
I am the model child that your parents always wanted; wearing pink pretty frilly dresses.
I am everything what men want in bed.
What every woman wants to look like.
What every little girl want to play and be friends with.
And what every gamer wants on their game console.
I bet by now God regrets making the Devil and wishes he should've made me his right-handed Angel. I am the beholder of all while your thinking where I am and wondering if I really do exist.
But I'm here; I'm with you.
I'm just waiting for you to speak to me and become your guilty pleasure;like diabetes and chocolate you don't care about the repercussions.
I welcome you in.
I say I love you and I keep you to myself as each others guilty pleasures.
Forever loving us.

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