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Predatory

March 5, 2018

You’re like the creeping frost that outlines my windows; 
Beautiful, tenuous, and undoubtedly cold. 
Statuesque limbs and broad shoulders, 
With words of war painted into your brow, 
And the faded red of revenge still dripping from your lips.

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