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Antimony
Dear child, Do you see the lady in the red dress? She has eyes like diamonds Crystal clear, sharp, blue and shining. And a smile that could Stop your heart cold And then, in a moment, bring it back to life, She has hair that makes Niagra Blush, and forget her own worldly wonders. But darling dont be fooled, For shes not gold, Don't be fooled by Antimony. Dear child, Now you stare unapologetically At the lady in the red dress And chains connect the two of you at your ankles Shackles of disguise Do you walk as she walks? Stroll as she glides? Wait, dear friend, Let me meddle some more. Turn your freckled face my way And listen darling child. Do not be fooled for shes not gold Do not be fooled by antimony. Dear child, I heard from the friend of a friend, But you may suffice with just me. The lady in the red dress is nought but a muse And lures unwary travellers to fatal depths, foetal deaths. You may think that you are a man of fifty-one And flagellate your opinions of her to me, To your family, To your sisters and your brothers But be aware dear child For you are a mere embryo And abortions do not draw tears from her gems. So darling child, Do not be fooled for she's not gold. Do not be fooled by antimony. Dear child, Do you see the lady in the red dress? You disregard all I say, Just as I had feared. Your eyes follow the grace of her hand And the blood of grapes She so elegantly downs In most ritualistic manner From most ritualistic crystal goblet. Dear lord, Pray that you are not hypnotised But instead you pray that you may be the thread And she the needle's eye Yes, she is sharp And polished and sews tremendous garments Of Rage, Romance and Regret. But darling child, Do not be fooled for shes not gold. She is not steel Nor platinum, Nor copper, Nor bronze, She is not even as simple as coal. Nor is she carbon's other allotrope. She is crystalline - true. But as toxic as can be. My lady in the red dress, Dear child, Is antimony.
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