that girl right there,
she's made of magic,
while the world is busy getting drunk on love,
she's on fire.
feeding off the despair,
as the war rages for the emotion.
nearly a sorceress of it all,
she damns the world with her black magic.
with her aphrodisiac effect,
she could quite literally conquer it all,
the goddess of love.
she watches us all as we fall prey,
but we are addicted to it like drugs.
drawn to being told that we're loved,
but fully aware of how dangerous it can be.
how damaged it can make us.
we can't falter,
but we do it anyway.
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loss for words
Poetryevery day I'm left at a loss for words. ✘CW: mentions of suicide and self-harm © 2017-2023 alexxiajay, all rights reserved *i wrote this collection in 2017, i have only updated it recently. (fixed some grammatical errors, and changed a few things, b...
