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I wish my hate was cold and out of my eyes.


Erase it from the set of my lips.

I wish I had a face full of flowers. 

Shining love and light.

Then my wrath would be shocking. 

I would be-

                         A kitten breathing fire.

                         A flower shooting poison darts.

I would let them get close.

To admire my sweetness & gleaming beauty.

                        At the first smile I would unleash hell.

And walk away full of sunshine with my pretty flowerface.

Posted 12/08/14
Inspired by the thought of being reincarnated as a Corpse Flower.
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