.You're looking at the devil.
A muse to crack your skull.
Rage grown past comprehension.
Roots far too deep to pull.
Whispers enough to level,
Any last trace of you.
My smile, just an extension,
Of the façade I use.
To find a tiny fissure,
And work my way inside.<.>
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