Her name was Anna
Her favorite artist was called Ariana
Her ringtone was sang by Rihanna
No, she wasn't an Americana
She was a Gitana
On her head was always a colourful bandana
Behold, she was the Queen of Havana
And she stayed in the dark parts of Savannah
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Finding Solace🥀🌺💔
PoetryYou are my addiction With you I feel like I'm in the land of seduction When you caress my skin I feel like I'm in deception When you kiss me I feel like I'm in a concert that has eviction The feeling is so hot, that I feel like I'm in affliction At...
