The Bitch

The bitch.
She's looking like glass
With her perfect measure and tight ass
She never loose or waste her time
Beauty never leave her mind
Inside she's like stone
Abusing everyone and she's home alone
Her only pleasure is herself
She breed own needs and wealth
She don't attend
Why all her relationships constantly ends
And everyone is smiling
Cause she's a darling
She's false and a liar
Playing dumb is her lonely, cold desire
And still she got lots of success
Who cares❓she looks nice in her dress
Behind the frozen smile
She desperately hide her personal file
Everyday she keep acting
Someday weak glass is smashing
She don't attend
Why all her relationships constantly ends
And everyone is smiling
Cause still she's a darling

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