C'est la vie
You cannot break me
I'm already broken
You cannot shade me
I'm already Snowden
You cannot inrage me
I'm already the wrath itself
C'est la vie my friends
C'est la vie I am
One in a million
The temptress... She is always dressed in red, Pale skin, juicy leaps, fine breasts That kind that they call le famme fatale, Woman worth to die for, I'd say many have fallen Few remain And her venom is like of a black widow spider Deadly and numbing, such is her love _____________________________________________________ Help me earn a living helping you earn a living as a poet/poetess buy a subscription or join the FREE discord: https://whop.com/prockstem/
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