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May 2014
You nag her
You use her
What will happen when she's gone....

She enjoys the art of death
Blood and guts wrap around her like a silhouette

Her sweet smile hides a sharp tongue
Her small heart conceals a ravenous beast

Watch all you want
She'll stare back
Her curiosity sparked
She's waiting for her next attack

Careful that you mind her
But don't get to close
Just because she's nice
It doesn't mean she loves you the most

With your blood dripping from her nails and your flesh hanging out of her mouth..

I told you to mind your words...
Because once you go in you're gonna have to crawl your way out...
Gianna Marie Nuciolo
Written by
Gianna Marie Nuciolo  Rochester NY
(Rochester NY)   
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