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Devil In Disguise

Mysterious yet so frightening in pain and fear spiraling. She captivates him and seduces Eating away at his soul Until he’s all hers and he has nothing left But a hypnotic hallucination Wearing the crown of damnation Waiting for the moment to be freed From her poisonous poppy seed Which killed his spirit, his joie de vivre. I hear her hysterical laugh Whilst she’s proudly signing her autograph On his poor soul dying slowly another win to her supreme glory Her name is heroin the devil in disguise.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 6/10/2018 7:52:00 AM
This poem truly is a masterpiece, you have done a wonderful job in writing it so well, the devil in disguise, eating him slowly, every single line was an enjoyable one to read, you are absolutely right, this addiction till now have killed many people and more and more are falling in it s trap,mostly are teenagers and they don t have know their life will be destroyed, when they shall realized it, it will all be too late, good luck
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Natasha Turner
Date: 6/10/2018 8:42:00 AM
Your support means a lot to me with this particular poem so..a wholeheartedly thanks :)
Date: 6/8/2018 7:58:00 PM
Good job. You nicely portrayed "her"in metaphor!!
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Natasha Turner
Date: 6/8/2018 11:47:00 PM
Thanks Andrea :)
Date: 6/8/2018 2:18:00 PM
Bravo Natasha it certainly is a devil in disguise and sadly so many fall into her trap and never are released until she kills them:-( hugs jan xx
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Natasha Turner
Date: 6/8/2018 2:29:00 PM
Very true Jan. Thanks for your support xxx
Date: 6/8/2018 1:35:00 PM
Certainly...a bad addiction indeed...anyone crossing her will die or bleed... Nicely written...All the best Natasha
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Natasha Turner
Date: 6/8/2018 1:43:00 PM
Thanks Arturo. I really wish this poem brings awareness to those who are still in the experimental phase so they never touch it again

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