Tuesday, May 8, 2012
What a sick twist
To be the beast
Concealed with in the beauty
Deceiving eyes
Sinful lips
Your rhythmic heart
That I hunt
To crack and shatter
Manipulation and trust
To add to my jar
Shards and broken promises
Only to shed my skin
And hunt again
For a snake eyes
Are larger than its heart
And it's tongue is divided
Between truth and lies
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