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Mar 2019
A glistening grin,
with the glare of a snowstorm
Cold in the heart,
but warm on the skin
This tongue is coated in poison,
but these lips captivate your soul
The attire of royalty,
to bestow power upon the crowd
This desire for conquering has never been said so loud
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