Don't touch him,
He will hurt you.
His eyes are soft and doughy by practice,
Baby he's not naturally this way.
See, he likes to drag in the girls who look to fix men.
He might of at one point, been the man he portrays to be,
Now all that's left is the toxicity of a man who has been invited to hell and stayed.
Don't touch him,
He will hurt you.
He will nod and even lift his brow as if he's genuinely interested,
He's not.
He's waiting to be invited over so that he can bury his claws so deep in you,
You'll have no choice but to let them hold you hostage.
If you try to leave the dig of his claws,
You will bleed out.
Don't touch him,
He will hurt you.
You will be so drowned in the trying to save him,
You won't realize you lost yourself along the way.
Don't touch him,
He will kill you.
He won't ever regret doing this to you.
He's the devil himself.
He will look in your eyes, holding the knife to free you while you're drowning with your hands tied, he'll smile, drop the knife, and walk away.
Please, don't touch him,
He WILL kill you.
