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I'm a two-way street Sometimes a single person, sometimes an agglomeration Red crystal or amethyst stone I'm my nasty poison, with a spicy sweet pepper finish I'm what was or wasn't What exists and is intense or ceases to exist Predator of domain, extravagant, exuberant and vile soul I don't cry for nothing, I don't react in vain I don't complain without reasons, I'm not given to much explanation I don't bleed for nothing, I don't insist for nothing I'm not rude for nothing, I don't I attack anyone I leave gaps for comebacks, I don't forget a disappointment I don't use words for nothing, I'm not the type to hurt I don't run over my feelings for nothing and I don't give in to submission I'm not holy, I'm not pure, no I'm dolled up I'm sometimes disjointed and ephemeral My blood boils and it's not always from love I'm not one for affection and pampering, sometimes I want a light touch I'm hot! Neither good nor bad. I don't insist on being right, I know I can make mistakes I don't always like what's helpful, what's expected, sometimes I accept a correcting look I don't cry in front of anyone, I'm aloof, I'm wild I don't realize my weakness, no I'm scared, I don't let anyone put me in order I tear myself apart, I don't abandon my vanity, I have extra pulses in my fists I have more than one look, I have more than a thousand verbs, I use many gestures as expression I hate the easy and the Obviously, I don't like fuss I like the surprising, I'm my emotional side I sometimes take everything in silence, I'm obstinate about loyalty I have drive, I have enough strength, but I don't have passivity I'm impulsive, indomitable and adorable I can also be Distill a sarcastic smile shown without shame I make a victim to feed my ego, a good lover and seducer Sometimes romantic, daring and vindictive if abandoned I have the cold look of a hunter, a short fuse, a torn heart I have a natural poison that consumes me sometimes with pain, sometimes times of hunger Don't leave me pressured, don't even try to cause me fear I knock down your resistance, I attract you with the charms of my pragmatic look It's better that you surrender quickly or I'll immobilize you... Because I don't live, I survive. Because I don't have it, I retain it and see through appearances. Nothing goes unnoticed, I get goose bumps. I'm a well of sensitive senses, keen presentiments. Don't test me, don't give me rejection I'm in a hurry but I take it easy I'm seductive, I know the means, I make you lose your senses I touch, I own you I say nonsense things and leave things unsaid I do what I want, I give way to emotion Exhibited and perverted, I'm heated, I'm extreme I like a bit of doubt, a bit of provocation I don't feel total pleasure in certainty, the ordinary makes me tired Lack of adrenaline makes me abstinence, I don't like holding hands, I don't walk on a leash I like hands intertwined as if another completed mine I like whispers in the ear of the very shameless kind I like bandit love without violence but full of penetrating looks When I suffer I'm melancholic or I'm eight or eighty My tears are almost embers, but my energy feeds My silence is pride and I like to maintain that I can carry the world, but nothing can stop me I have an uncontrollable nature, I don't have a bad reputation for nothing I can appear docile and give myself completely But if you feel it, it's good to reciprocate with what's true I don't like falsehood and I don't want to hide anything I feel everything as energy, I'll soon understand I don't insist on being your everything, but I like sincerity This way I feel welcomed and I feel total freedom No It's good to mess with my instinct, because you can't predict anything. If I don't control my anger, it certainly won't be you. Your opinion or judgment about what you think I am will not elevate me nor denigrate me, I know exactly who I am, your seduction or poison will not shake me or deceive me.