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Jan 2021
Word - blood

She's not ordinary
Her blood is blue and thick
It doesn't smear nor leave traces
Just causes her pain and makes others sick

She's truly not a witch
A descendant of lazurite
What once was a nation in Atlantis
Now a lonely remain

She's not royal
Her blood is simply not
But the way it slowly trickles
Makes the show worth a lot

So she lives in a circus
As disgusting oddity for some
Because her blood is blue
And the show of cutting is worth a ton
Gotta thank my friend for giving me an interesting theme to work on. Although I have to admit that some parts are a bit repetitive and might not sound logical.
Eola
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