Ensnare

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Red, red, red roses;
Beautiful and dangerous
Appearance can be deceiving,
Don't look into her eyes
Thorns inside are piercing.

Sweet, sweet, sweet apple;
Dainty and poisonous
She'll make you take a bite,
Don't look into her mind
There's a dizzy, chaotic fight.

Cold, cold, cold snowflakes;
Aesthetic and unsafe
Everything is frozen,
Don't look into her smile
Lips do lie, a dozen.

Deep, deep, deep ocean;
Calm and destructive
She can be wicked,
Don't look into her soul
Her enchantment is vivid.

Wide, wide, wide universe;
Majestic and mysterious
Parts of her remain unknown,
Don't look into her heart
She knew she's not alone.

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