A perilous pariah unto herself – this must be,
exactly what we speak of…

When we blasphemously, cold-shoulder turn the other meek cheek, letting none of her whatsoever in

Really should have treasured these darkened exterior days,
not rather brutalistically stored to bombastically stir… the pot of rather envious destruction

No less, she tucks on in –
Bewilderingly enthusiastic

A match unto anyone else more than creatively willing to imagine
Her truest form of undeniable brilliance –
Purified aside excellently personified amidst

All
Of
Her
Burgeoning
And
Twisted
Lifetime

Seems we were always and forever needlessly attempting to portray
A crucifying crime unto delicately, dedicatedly unmatched She

Breathes amidst this cloak ‘n’ dagger wildfire,
blessedly pressed to unequivocally stress within

These forever fixated to focus-to-flee eyes

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