Love Is Death
The wolf.
The serpent.
Tempt me.
Leave me undone.
A kiss that brings me to my knees.
Destroying me completely everytime.
Shatter my world and put the peices back together in a new way.
The wolf in sheeps clothing has come to take me, tricking me with sly movements.
Mesmerizing me with a twisted dance.
I'm enthralled by the lights but it's all an illusion.
Trying to tame me might be the death of you..
I fear death.
True love is death.
Loneliness is worse.
So I sit here and await for true love to find me and kill me...
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