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The Devil Wears Designer

Coloured hair,
his Achilles heel,
bright orange lava,
glacier blue
melting
over her shoulders,
midnight
purple in the moon light.

Red Devil
high heels that crush his heart,
because he only sees
the designer name
on her dress.

The way she walks
out of the room,
is like ice cream
falling on the concrete
under a thirty degree sun.
Written by Ace_Avery (Clint Avery)
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