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Beware the shards, shattered en masse

Splintered fragments, broken glass

Fractured pieces, glimmered fright

One bite of the apple, was evil’s delight

Her rapturous stare, dug deeper within

He was caught in the fractals, reflected again

The sins of the man, he mirrored, you see

No longer innocent, the victim was he

She promised, to let him go free, on a whim

Then snickered, she knew twas the end of him

She showed him no mercy, she thrived on disdain

The sweeter his demons, the deadlier his pain


Writing Prompt: Splintered Fragments – Day 15/30

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