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Surrounded by mirrors she perfects her disguise,
painting a new face to keep up with her lies.

The blood of her victims she uses as glue,
to hold strong the pieces of those she once knew.

Look through her heyes far past her disguise,
to where the serpent lies and glares.

She wears a scarlet letter on the scars of her wrists,
if his smiles don’t phase her their love won’t exist.

All call him a fool, a faker and cheat,
for falling in love with someone so weak.

He’ll never back down,
he’ll stand on his feet.
The world will curse him,
and await his defeat.