I love it when I get to see you stand tall
But I also quite like it when I get to see you fall
I’m a 50/50 when it comes to you
Beautiful for the large but a massive disappointment in parts
Rude beyond words – almost
A notorious girl with an utter yearning to turn a thousand heads time and time again
With that blood-red, Anna Wintour attitude you were nothing like heaven-sent
Well, in some parts perhaps, where the clouds sometimes decide to depart, allowing for a real rarity
A tiny batch of fierce and ferociously sunlit cracks