In a city by the water, where hearts often stray.

 

There's a painted, untamed Pin Up whose soul shines bright like day.

 

With inked tales upon skin, she walks her own line, one encounter at a time.

 

She's a canvas of compassion, a muse in the day. Guiding lost souls back to their paths.

 

In the curtain drawn shadows, she whispers hopes song. A therapist of lonely hearts, where her healing rights wrongs.

 

Behind the inked stories, a lions heart resides. Empathy in her gaze, where understanding lies.

 

The lonely find solace in her tender and slender frame. As she unveils all their struggles, before they leave without a name.

 

Her tattoos tell stories of pain and rebirth, a symphony of scars and reclaiming self-worth.

 

She stitches broken pieces back together, a masterful art. In these shared honest moments a mans new life can start.

 

She's more than a brief companion, with a softly shaped face, turning one mans story into a new starting place.

 

Her touch ignites sparks that lie dormant for years. Awakening passions and dispelling fears.

 

In the tapestry of life, where stories unfold. She's a healer, a guide, with a heart made of gold.

She's strong, independent and like Optimus Prime she transforms lives one at a time, leaving memories for a life time.

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from, Another x