Creature of the depths, far below the waves. Can you hear my heart beating ever quickly? As fear turns to excitement longing for release. To what are we slaves? Who must we please?
Naked beauty in milky white skin. Hiding somewhere in the shade. Lips to thrill, feelings reach there height. Never getting your fill. But hoping one day you might. Known as the Queen of snow, cold as ice. You know you payed the price.
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