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The Harlot

from House of Cyrus by Hope Has Failed Us

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She's, every man's desire.
With a stare, that can set you on fire.
Her beauty, rival's that of an angel.
But she's, to blind to see.

Possessing, natural looks, of a goddess.

Overwhelmed, by the slightest imperfections.
Her blemishes, brings character.
For her mirror, is her worst enemy.
Distorted, visions of reality.

She embraces, the cold metal of the blade.
The warmth of blood, the tearing of flesh.
These self mutilations, brings upon her devastation.
No turning back now, for her blood's pouring out.

She cuts, to ease the pain.
Each deeper, than before.
Severing the vain, no longer just a scar.

The stiff cold kiss of forever.
This eternal slumber.

Even in, death, she's beautiful.

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from House of Cyrus, released December 31, 2012

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