Only Me
I found her amidst the twilight
All alone in the night
Her blonde hair shimmered with a shine
Descended from an infamous bloodline
You never know just what you'll find
In that innocent yet twisted mind
Concealed by her pretty face
Reflecting innocence and grace
She took me home with her that night
But I was greeted with a fright
That pretty little face you see
Is actually only me.
Copyright © Kya Dreemurr | Year Posted 2016
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