Sweet Cyanide
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Cyanid
That girl is poison
Your heart trapped by desire
She seems really sweet
Yet she burns you like fire
A vision in white
With long flowing hair
You know she's trouble
But still you don't care
She beckons you forward
She says "taste my lips"
Revealing her bosom
Guides your hands to her hips
Her magic fills you
A pathway to death
Once you taste Cyanide
She takes away your breath
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
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