You are pathology incarnate The sweat on your brow trick of the light You were the first female But you are no woman
Just a beast in the shape of a girl Plucked one year before ripeness A major at everything A minor one way
Your eyes betray your true nature Sharp, louche and depravity reined Soot-yellow and one dollar green Some call it hazel
I call it dirt against your aryan gold hair If you offered me an apple I'd force myself to take a bite So my soul won't witness my guts feasted in the gutter
Carnivorously carnival-carved cadaver Stamped under your cigarette-stained heels Cherry cola chipped out of chapped lips Cos I didn't dare take a chockfull
You're the first girl who has ever touched me But I'm just the fly on your fruit Lilith Haefelin The girl before Eve.
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Lilith Haefelin is another OC of mine with no story or plot attached to her. She is not going to appear in The Final Messenger, the main thing I'm working on now. She embodies the Dark Triad trait Machiavellianism, next to a psychopathic fox and narcissistic viper. You can probably guess which animal she is from her name alone 🦇🩸
