The desired Image

by Emily   Mar 28, 2006


A perfect angel face
A beautifully elegant base
A lush, sweet voice
The sound of rejoice

A flawless figure
You want me to deliver
Deep brown eyes just like an entrancing dime
Hopelessly lost in the sea of divine

Blonde, sleek hair
Not me, so why should you care
Long tanned legs
As slim as metaphoric pegs

Tall slender frame
Just to suit your game
Any girl you want, they have to be fair
You always get demands; youll have anything you dare

But sweet talk gets you nowhere
But it does when that person is you thats the flare
And you left me cos Im not like that
Just because Im not slim and instead fat

Oh, how you wish things could be your way
Thats why you go away to play
If only it were true
But its not, so I guess Im not the one for you

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