Amber Heart

Brittle like glass she was 

Every light shone through her 

And no matter what she does 

People always stare

It makes her feel so edgy

She cuts them razor sharp 

Only to magnify her beauty 

And make them love her more 

Theres a scorpion in her soul 

Trapped, unable to fight 

If anger shatters her beauty 

the creature has a poisonous bite


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