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Trace your fingers over my splintered skin and feel the wrath of a cold, fiery furnace 

Hypnotized by looking too deep in my eyes

Scarred by a piercing heart

Subtle in moving grace 

A smile may suddenly splash on my face 

A cold grimace of secrecy 

Locked away in mystery…

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