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From Hell, a Vilanelle (Villanelle) by horus8
You can pack your shit, and go to Hell.
But thank you for the one-way mirror.
You were never real, just a Vilanelle.
Totally Coconuts, and trapped in a shell.
My crystal ball has never been clearer.
You can pack your shit, and go to Hell.
I have a prophecy that I'd like to sell.
Of a jejune worm consuming love with terror.
But I will never tell, my Vilanelle.
Fuck you, fuck them, and FUCK that evangelical
New Age bullshit. I see through your exterior.
So you can pack your shit, and go to Hell.
Narcissistic Pandora, and YES, 'unreliable'.
Your heart is a sinkhole, your skin veneer.
You were never real, just a Vilanelle.
Anti Osmosis, and not permeable
Go look up the word whippersnapper.
Then pack your shit, and go to Hell
You were my last Vilanelle.
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