"Wherever I walk, blood and bodies follow in my wake. Wherever I speak, my lungs burn people at the stake. They're drawn to me, like moths to a flame. It makes me crazy, it drives me insane."
What do you think?
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If I'm honest, I think you wrote it. And I think you have a lot of inner turmoil and are using this to express it. But I think it's a good start ma'am.