i feel

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music. i'm thinking of the prettiest blonde in the world. she has eyes that torture sapphires, make em burn green, envy kryptonite ablaze. watch precious stone sweat blood, life tears from their perfect man-made cuts. they weep to rubies, whet red and wet they wail, they'll never capture what God's given her eyes.