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Eyes connect Shoulders rolling back Chest puffed out Plump lips of pure crimson Curling up in a seductive grin Beckoning that I come closer And closer still Breath quickening
The cardinal is red Happy as can be With its wings spread
Fighting, but i'm weak with both hands. A vacation, eyes detect no beach, feet feel no sand. Double left handed, clubsy but talented. Can't get a job, did once but got fired because I couldn't manage the way my manager managed things.