All she is/ all she was to me…

If I tell you that she is perfect, perfect for real, would you believe me?

She was made from stardust and romantic beauty

An angel glowing on the edge of madness

The perfect proportion between innocence and certain perversion

If I tell you that she is real, would you said I’m delusional?

She walks among us, but her feet never touched the ground

Because she is made of beautiful music and romantic poison

She is the warrior that conquered my demons

She was the muse to my unbearable pain…

Never the less, every night she has my heart back at her feet

Because she is both, glory and perdition, love and indifference

She is all in white and the perfect rascal…

If I tell you that I gave her a kiss once would you call me a liar?

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