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My Ae: Thy Cruelest Poet (Killer)
When I see a mirror...
It shows not just our face
but our heart's desire
I smile— it smiles back.
And it will tell you the sweetest lie
From this cursed charming poet...
I am the dagger that she wants, you said—
So I stabbed you— penetrate the heart...
Cursing the line once was straight,
Piercing your soft skin like a feather—
and making your body dripping bleed
but blood is always red—
Not a vampire nor a ghoul,
I will drink your blood, until the chalice overflows—
I remove the bones that inside you,
Kissing the soft lips of...