The Plague of Bad Luck

The lies you conceal Like Knives behind Honey soaked words A fire in your house Stolen goods in your purse All it took was just one touch To spread your plague of bad luck How bright you seemed to shine But you were secretly the night Fighting to swallow the beams of light Now into my world Like a virus of corruption Your poison corrodes With a breath of seduction Your name - even harsh against my tongue Should have been a sign That I should have instilled a ward But you peeled away my layers Gaining awe in a moment Enough time to plant your seed To break apart a home Your filled with bad luck And cocky enough to flaunt it I should have known better But you could have stopped it.