your energy

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It radiants off your skin,

devilish, outrageous soul

you made me

realize what hell was

evergone from that poor soul

tipsy tiaras and sparkly lip gloss

sweat rips me up,

cracks found in my skin

radiants off of me to you

like some cursed disease

under that crackled cured smile of

yours

Is a legend to never be told

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