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Apr 2014
She plays with pictured cards,
uses strange potions
& burns incensed candles.
Some say she's the devil,
but most tell her she's an angel.
The creation of confusion
is her aim,
driving men insane
with her uncanny methods
of telling the truth
& they burn
with desire,
lying.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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