She wanders through life reflecting the shine of creation.
The looking glass of a nostalgic heavenly sensation.
A reincarnation of venus in human formation.
Her voice echoes every soul for salvation.
Closest thing to a mystical experience she is a magical dimension.
She is a mirror that unravels the every kingdom of imagination.
I take a deep gaze in her eyes, and now they call me a narcist staring at a mirror for too long...
The looking glass of a nostalgic heavenly sensation.
A reincarnation of venus in human formation.
Her voice echoes every soul for salvation.
Closest thing to a mystical experience she is a magical dimension.
She is a mirror that unravels the every kingdom of imagination.
I take a deep gaze in her eyes, and now they call me a narcist staring at a mirror for too long...
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