Damaged

Draped
among the roses,
A silky crimson ribbon
Seeps from the open wound
Of her delicate heart,
Imprinted by her world
Of turmoil and confusion.

This seductress of the night
Disguised in sleek attire,
Discreetly hunts her prey.
Peering through the fragments
Of evilness, she carefully unfolds
Her wavering, mystical poison.

Men fall at her feet,
Longing to kiss her venomous lips
And caress her devilish mind,
Unaware of her wicked trap
That will leave them scarred,
Bitter and torn.

Her victims, drowned in the poison
Absorbed by their fragile hearts.
All afraid to speak of the tale
That haunts their dreams.
All afraid to reveal her conniving pursuits...
The seductress of the night.

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