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The Pink Star

And there you are,

Black Silk Road,

Waiting under a pile of gold.

Dude, it’s fucking cold.

I meet you with wet hair

Wondering if you really care.

My socks are soacked through

and this rain just won’t stop, too.

And then you stare at me,

and want to kiss my lips,

I don’t understand why

Click, clack, twist,

Well, why shouldn’t you resist?

I’m a 59.60 carat diamond

I mean, seriously, I’m quite a find.

I am beautiful, no denying,

with my sparkle, I’m worth trying.

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