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Delicate but strong, she holds her own

With ghostly poise, she sets the tone

Her outer beauty hides what's inside

A vile bite that will turn the tide

She draws you in with her subtle smell

A kiss of death, you don't live to tell

Once you are hers, the countdown begins

Forcing you to recount your many sins

From carnal pleasure, to selfish bliss

Flowing from that innocent kiss

A life is taken

When loves forsaken

Belladonna holds the upper hand

Rooted deep within the land

She was born before the Gods were named

Long before man and beast were tamed

No one can refute

Her power is absolute

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