Her beauty is on the outside, but it's empty inside. You can see the character she plays from the look on her face, but if you've ever looked into her eyes, they're empty, full of empty disorientation. She doesn't understand her own desires, she just plunges into rage blindly. Essentially, she's a fragile thing, desperately burning herself in rage. Maybe the glass will melt, but the smell is still there, and along her flaming red lips, it spreads far, far from the cracks in the slabs. She is Satan's woman.
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