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Fri, 07/19/2013 - 19:36 -- Kaitrp

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Isn't she beautiful?

Tall, lean, full of youth.

Full of confidence in her

Blood red dress.

No one knows her,

But everyone wants to,

Her past consumes her,

Too much to bare as

She slinks towards her

Target, ready to attack.

He's at the bar

Holding a strong drink.

Their eyes catch, hold

He's captured by her essence.

Leisurely, she walks up

Orders a smooth drink,

He looks around, she slips

Something in his drink.

He looks back at her,

Takes a swig.

A seductive smile on

Her face as he drops.

She walks away slowly

As people rush to his aid.

Rose is her name,

Revenge is her weakness.

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