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Nobody will see her true face,
one she hides in disgrace.
Even if you look closely,
she is deceptive poetry.
Her innocent smile
is not her preferred style,
with secrets behind her eyes,
concealing traumatic cries.
Wallowing in self pity,
a lion pretending to be a kitty.
It will be a fatal mistake,
to fall for a beauty so fake.
For the monsters in her head,
reminisce the living dead.
One taste of her poisonous kiss
is deadlier than a snake's hiss.
If you're looking for bliss,
trust me, give this girl a miss!
Her moods are like a storm,
as paranoia begins to form.
As demons begin to swarm,
she will make you conform.
As the voices perform,
her nature will transform.
As you forget the norm,
her morals will lack reform.
If you don't sing in the same choir,
trust me you will become a crier.
She will see you as a liar,
burn you in her raging fire.
Your life will become dire,
but, still it's her you desire!
Although she rages like wildfire,
you're lost in her whole attire!
Once the storm is not so deep,
in regret, she'll start to weep,
make promises she can't keep,
give you pleasures that aren't cheap.
Once again you are her sheep,
but, what you sow is what you reap.
In her world you've had a peep,
just be careful when you sleep!

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