He was different
Not in the way you expect
He was the devil
He wore the face of a saint
But he was pure evil
The very thing you hate
And all he did was destroy
In the end he was the worst
He had criticised others
Cursed them for the pain they caused
Cursed their existence
He thought he'd do good
He thought he would save her
But in the end he was a monster
He broke her more
He destroyed her all over again
He's not to be trusted
He's the embodiment of evil
A reincarnation of the devil
She trusted him
She believed in him
She hoped he'd save her
He was a beast
The very beast she ran from
And he would be her death
How could he do that to her
How could he ruin her
He said he'd protect her
He said he'll shield her
And he was the one
The very one who killed her
He took away the last strength
The last fight she had in her
He took it away
He was the one who lead her to death
And he lead her with open arms
And a smile across he's face
He's dangerous
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HAunTed MiNd
PoetryDear reader Alot of us go through pain go through moments we can't seem to understand or know how to share with anyone, half the time we think we're alone. We maybe alone but a lot of people share and know the pain we go through. My write up...
