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a handsome smile and ocean blue eyes,
I should've known it was your master disguise.
a light kiss and the touch of your hand,
put me in an ultimate trance.
manipulation was your favorite spell,
and your charm worked ridiculously well.
it wasn't until the very end,
that I realized you were a demon.
you pierced me with your damned dagger,
and placed my golden heart on a frozen platter.
"hear, ye, hear, ye"
you announced to the crowd.
"I have a heart from the chest of a princess without a crown"
the slaying commenced as the people cheered,
and my dead body still lays cold and near.

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