Just a Fairy-Tale
He was my Prince.
He was pure perfection.
Charming.
Handsome.
And yet so devious.
He was using me,
He played with my mind.
He played his game.
He hypnotized me.
So beautiful,
And yet he was a monster,
Manipulating me.
He was a lie.
He cast me under his spell,
And played with my heart.
Have to get him out of my mind.
Before he kills me,
Before he destroys my heart.
My knight in shining armor,
He is an angel,
And a devil.
He was just a fairy-tale...
Copyright © Chelsea Zayas | Year Posted 2016
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