Let me paint my form
in your desired image
Soft and molded
A mirrored reflection
that holds just as much depth
Wound tight
in corseted precision
for eyes not accustomed
to imperfection
I offer flushed cheeks
and tempered smile
you offer pale flatteries
to a darkened heart
Foolishly you wear me
draped around your neck
like a coiled serpent
Should I choose
to let my venom
bleed into your bones
you would die
in blissful agony
unaware of your possession
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