P - Poison thou art, though seemingly sweet.
I - Inside lies a heart full of deceit.
S - Sweet to the eyes, friendly and nice you appear.
C - Cut through my heart, though, like a spear.
E - Every thought of you brings me pain.
S - So much so, to you I offer utter disdain.
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