Sugarrot hearts cracking beneath the weight of their own 

Toxicity, glistening diamonds of ill intent; your 

Snow-White witch's poisoned apple taints the 

Eve of Eden innocence, so young, so golden,

So drowning in sin. 


The silver flaked away and the treasure was black-paint 

Plastic, raise an idol to the saints of the mirror; the right-to-life

Bitches with gory signs, the god-hates gang with filthy mouths,

All diseased with self-righteous, control-freak visions of a

Fantasy man 

With a fairy-tale book. 


Your venomous tongues spit out lies that you've chanted 

Since childhood; stop playing the victim when you're the 



The End

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