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She brought a pulse of rage to boil inside

Left acid in my throat when feilds fell cold

Her heart is no warmer than her icy eyes

Are you divided still or shall you fold?

No more a snake, shedding its saintly skin

Two faced vortex dancing with a heartbeat

Feigned beauty, devoid of and laced with sin

Do you still see the sun where thunder sleeps?

Calm days at sea hide her compelling tides

Elegant structure of beautiful doom

Drags you to jagged rocks, leaves you to die

Where thorns weave her path do you see sweet blooms?

See peace when her sunsets rain blood and ash?

Now glimpse in your mirror, her futures past




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