Smooth chain links sliding over velvet. Rose gold. The stain of a berry as it leaves your lips. There’s a haunted part of you that you’ll never show, but that’s where your allure comes from. They fall at your feet and you don’t bother to pick them up. Mary-Janes can be as lethal as a stiletto. A fox disappearing into the forest like mist in the early morning. Pink lipstick like poison on the side of their minds. Being feared is a lonely way to live your life.

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