The turquoise ocean crashing beyond her eyes. The tangerine sunset waiting to arise. The warm yellow sun, impossible to despise, she was out of her hell, and into paridise.
They told her always to say what she thinks. So she obeyed the order by natural instinct. The reactions began to arrive, and settle and sink. But their new hate towards her was very distinct.
It soon would be over, she knew that for sure. Her cause was so noble, as power was pure. Her thoughts did deceive her, and that was insure. This is not the pain she wished to endure.
There's no way to be steered onto the right track. If given a chance, would she take the things back? She hated the social skills everyone lacked. So through her roaring mind stood her ideas stacked.
She was like a criminal mastermind.
Found all of their secrets, pronounced and defined. Why did she even waste all of that time? She knows it was worth it, and felt so inclined.
She thought these things out, and felt so despised. Things would be different, the sun would arise. It's really not bad, she'll add a disguise. From now on, life is paridise.
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