She's beautiful, luscious, seductive...
Yet she's misleading, deceiving, destructive...
She's on my mind, don't know what the fuck it is
The a fine line between a the perfect woman and a succubus...
She's hot, sexy, sweet...
Yet she's cold, prickly, weak...
Like the thorns on the rose beneath the petals,
she's got horns and she's known as the 'She Devil...
Forgivable? Maybe. Forgettable? never
Shes a drug with ties i'm clever to sever
Highs fade away when there's never endeavor
Replaceable? Maybe. Regrettable? Never
I'm drunk off the lies and and to much is fatal
To my fallen angel, that dropped from the skies
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Tainted From a Broken Heart - Poems
PoésieWhen one has their heart broken one too many times, then they become prone to letting go the next person they fall for a little easier. Possibly they no longer feel or maybe they fear from it happening again. Emotionally numb or snake bitten, their...
