To Whom It May Concern:

Quick of wit and a bit unstable,

I’m giving you my warning label.

I wake each day and sharpen my tongue,

I’m both very old and very young.

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View me as the queen of hearts,

 I could rip your world apart.

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[I’ll caress you flesh with a touch of lips,

And keep your soul at my fingertips.]

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I’ll refuse to stand second best,

I’ll put you through my insecure tests.

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I’ll doubt your feelings are genuine,

And ask for evidence that you’re mine.

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I may trip and fall short of your dreams,

And my moods can vary in extremes.

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Little to offer and a lot to ask,

Loving me is quite a task.

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I’ll pretend there’s nothing I require,

Even if I’m crippled by desire,

I’m a twisted girl, not a fable,

So please, accept my warning label.