Poetry

Diva of Terrors

Blaze in her eyes
Fire in her heart
Vile is her tongue
She is lethal

Passion is her touch
Poison is her trail
Pricks are her totem
She is toxic

An eyesore of people
Innocence ripped
Purity marred in mud
She is their reflection

A truth they denied
Shadow they choke
The fear they dread
She’s the diva of terrors

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