She Is
She’s my beautiful infection,
My toxic allure,
She’s the drug for my suicide.
She’s stolen my reflection,
My mind is obscure,
She’s my rational apartheid.
I’m her perfect hygiene,
Her ideal sanitize,
I’m the only thing to clean her life out.
I’m her classy and clean,
Her beautiful surprise,
I’m her complete utter mental washout.
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