Pretty and Pristine

Pretty and Pristine,

out of reach,

tempting beauty queen.

 

Blue eyes,

mid-fall skies.

 

Auburn hearts,

fading lines.

Fondness of the lonely diamond,

who brightly shines.

 

Pretty and pristine,

we'll burn this town,

with gasoline.

 

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