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Her


She's the sweetest taste of sin

Sugar with a spoon of spice

A dangerous thrill, and an overwhelming win

As hot as ice, as cold as fire

The mood before the sun; 

The sun behind the mood

Twist and turn

Delicate and pure

Hallucinations and broken delusions

A complicated beauty 

with a touch of madness 

Cursed within her, ruins love

Breaks hearts and breaks her soul

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