I guess you could say she was like all the rest,
just another soul that has been put to the test.
But she had the ability to feel what others felt,
just as the cards she had been dealt.
She is a constant companion to all she meets,
in a way that will never cease.
Like a flame on water mutual destruction is ensured,
she senses despair and desperation from all.
A kaleidoscope of emotion with every breath in,
tangible but volatile in the depths within.
Whether it be red hot fire or a cool blue abyss;
she will never waiver and she will never miss.
It may be a smile or a tear in true form,
but the turmoil they spark could wage a war.
But a worthy soldier she takes the prize,
who conquers feelings on her own demise.
Disguised and deadly
A blessing and a curse
She is her own saviour
but her own saboteur.
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