Miss too-goody shoes
You're delicately suspicious.
Your face knows no worldly, demonic things.
But your eyes speak. They speak evil.
Your fragile form and porcelain-like skin.
Your weapon that holds us all.
You were innocent. THEN.
But NOW.
No one can even imagine the devil that you are.
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