Angel Devil
bloods curdle into sour pastes,
touches reek of bitter tastes,
an unethical monster,
a lustful devil,
an insult to society.
a burning heart and soul laced,
two lips and her happiness blazed,
but what about her?
she who walks home to hell,
a torn body without any gauge.
the risk of love and lost morality,
dreams of drowned reality,
she who slits her wrists,
she who kills her lust,
she who stabs the beast and yet returns.
a tigress undercover now revealed,
the brutalist under her soft frame, unveiled,
confined in her lonely cage,
the nefarious angel-devil,
now forlorn, now forever gone.
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