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Mar 2016
You thought that just because I'm a woman, I must be like a pretty delicate flower.
That needed to be sheltered and cared for.
That could get withered if someone even dared to pluck a petal.
But what you thought was wrong.
Yes, I'm just like a flower.
A flower... that is so rare that you won't be able to resist the temptation to take a better look..
And as soon as you get close you'll realise that the beauty was all but an illusion.
I'm a wild flower, so toxic that I'll burn you like acid.
Mystifying Chaos
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Mystifying Chaos  Delhi
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   Clare Veronica
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