A Little Ink
I am the Effete Proselyte(She who suffers from Senioritis)
I am a Chimerical Folly
(With gray streaks of paint up her arms)
I am five foot eleven
(Seeking shoes to achieve such height)
I have everything (nothing) important to say
My actions speak louder than my words
But only because my truths are spoken in softened riddles
And correct interpretations are hard to come by
I am an addict for dramatics
But confuse (nothing)(everything) for love
I fought the law, and the law didn't win
Because when you are all six feet under
I'll still be digging graves
So be careful:
I own a bark that has a bite of its own
And the tendency to paralyze
Wrath
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