Cursed Love
Your love was my curse
You used me as your doll
And stuck pins in
my heart
Your kisses spread poison
through my veins
faster than a virus
You had me
wrapped around your finger
I was the puppet;
you were my master
I had no way to release myself
The more I refused
the more tangled I became
Like a fly
in your web
You watched as I struggled
and had no intention
of setting me free
You were my
black widow
You used me
And then
Ate me alive
by
ohsnapitskarenposted on 02/24/2007
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