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Fallen mixed messages…
From a perfect Queen Bee bitch…
His deaf ears refuse to listen…
To her blind sales pitch…
Working her out in circles…
Shaking her out of his mind…
As he basks in Yellow sunshine…
The cold Black snowflake kind…
Her words are dark and chilling…
But he doesn’t listen to what she says…
Simply remembering the innocent times…
It’s always easier that way…
Because her sword has a double edge…
With a blade that slides through skin…
And when she plays with cruel desire…
It’s impossible for him to win…
So as her world begins an ending…
He peers through broken glass…
Listening to her breathing…
Then searching through her trash…
But the beast with wings approaches…
And soon it will be time…
He will have no place for hiding…
She will destroy his state of mind…
Sanity…
At…
Risk…
Eye Will Not Cry 