Bad Bitch
I desire to be frozen,
a cold heart of ice which warms up to suffice.
Have right words on the tip, laced with sarcasm;
have confidence dence of the world, as if random.
For them to fear and love, for I to lead and bluff.
What will it take to be that?
a cut of emotions and blatant.

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