That Little Artist

She Devil.

1. I don't lie,
But it you who chooses,
To listen to me,
Or soothe with her words,
That slowly enchants you to her,
And traps your soul,
In the cages of her hands,
That open and close when she wants to,
Let you out or lock you in,
Yet you side with her,
Completely surrendering with petty belief,
That she cares,
No she doesn't!
She is calm waiting,
Softly killing you,
Alas!
You awake in the midst of faith lethargy,
But it is too late,
To know her name now,
But I will just tell you,
Because you now listen,
She is your she devil..

Hugs and kisses,
Everbright😘🤗