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My beautiful little child Laughing desperately To fill your empty glass-heart Crying to wide-eyed dreamers Wild with rapturous thoughts Ravenous, beautiful child You are my porcelain angel Your glittering glass-heart Shattering lust, crackling with love Can you hear the delicate Foot-falls of my sweet cherub Adding to the air a scent Of ecstasy. I dream of you My precious cupid On your knees, crying Into your hands, what Is lost December-dry tears Shining on your cheek, I kiss Them off, but you push me away And break apart my porcelain angel.