Thorns

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Don’t touch me.

Don’t lend your hand to pretty little fingers,
lingering with rime
or lick the libidinous lips, the red it means I’m
lying.
These lunate eyes are venomous, look into them and see 
no light
I am alive with thorns, and I will lacerate your life.
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