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My Beauty is My Weapon

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They say my beauty makes me less of a man,

that my sweet scent disturbs their pine-like

what they deem "masculine" scent.

 

My weapons draw blood before defences 

are aware of a threat.

My beauty is the mask to my violent nature.

My beauty is an attraction, luring my victims

toward my hidden weapons.

 

They say my beauty makes me soft.

They call me lovely

I care little for their ideas of gender.

 

I am fierce, I am lovely,

I am violent, I am dangerous

I know myself, I am a rose.




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