She's Elysian. Her mind is resplendent, like an exploding super nova, absorbing everything and bursting with furious flames of intensity and creativity. She has eyes that are fathomless oceans of blue, beautiful and mysterious. Her face is flawless marble shaped by ethereal hands. I cannot resist her, she is a paradox, exciting yet vulnerable. She is like a fading dream that I long to revisit. A delicate, twisted, suicide angel fallen from heaven.
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