𝐿𝒶𝒹𝓎 𝒯𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒

Red cherries, strawberries and days are lime green.
Black beauty under her umbrella, that's orange tangerine.

They say there's a devil on her tounge, can't be tamed by violin.
She knows they are angels, kissing all the Spring.

Summer's hot, Miami lights, glittering so bright in her blooming heart.
She walks like God,her laugh is sick, she is a phoenix on her part.

Fire in her chest, still she holds all the roses in her breath.
Purple blue glass her heart, her pearl like eyes are gold.
Her heels are high, nails are red, regret not love she holds.
She no more cries at night, pretty is her face, cuz her soul's yet not sold.

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