Beauty is raised within
Women that wear their head
Higher then most.
Who conceal their ideals and
Breasts betwixt a sleek,
Gray Overcoat.
Spares a glance before
Disappearance, lingers
Not physically.
And the only remnants of
Her essence be of your
Befuddled Mentality.
Lazarus Knix
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