He is the devil, a little one.
I am a princess with broken crown.
He's got a tail, I've got my sobs.
He gives me power for mischief in the mob.
He showed me kisses ,the sweetest on Earth.
I 'm writing letters , sending him curse.
All my bad words become godly doves.
I am a witch , but angel - disguised.
My mental state does not matter for him.
He knows I 'm alien, with no human brain.
My lips are ginger, my heart - torn away.
I am - storyteller , who feels Galaxy's pain.
He is the devil, a little one
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