Crucible


I tried to be her
Set my hair to blonde
Forged by bleach and golden
dust
I climbed through ranks
I tucked it in
I drank the blood which turned to
gold
I prayed
And still I went to you who closed your
platinum eyes just like a door
And said,
"I see the devil."

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