You’re appealing like the flaky skin
Of a sunburn peeling an orange
Let the rind spiral downward
Lucifer’s miltonian banishment
From heaven product of pride
And narcissism creation wanting
To be the creator almighty insipid
Beauty angel of darkness taking your
Hand leading you down crooked paths
Briers stones gumballs under
Sensitive toes soon to be seared
jaded
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