Hypocrite.

Fire Lit.

Find yourself
Don’t lose focus
No good for your health
Knowledge super stealth
Hypocrisy locked away
The highest shelf

My clue
Don’t want to look at myself
So I point the finger at you

Point out your flaws
Hiding my talons
Claws

Ugliness of what lives inside
Corpse Bride
Suicide
Rawhide

Broken
Lies Spoken
Lost
Sell you out no…

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Kira Dawn

Lyrical Prose molds my soul. Journey that led me to the Gorgeous Mess of Chaos that you see. One with God. I am merely a vessel. I am authentically me. Broken.