Burned

your beauty captivated my heart

your toxic words controlled my actions

conducting me like a puppet

when I leaned in to touch your breast,

it burned

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The Heartbreaker

A woman with short blonde hair, 

blood colored lips forming a smirk, 

and a fuchsia velvety gown revealing

her long and delicate legs

Luring men and women alike

with her charismatic charm 

Tugging them in closer and closer 

then breaking them for enjoyment,

for selfish pleasure

Her next target lies across the room, 

anware of her constant devilish glares 

One by one, 

one innocent life at a time,

heartbreaking is her forte 

She does not do it for lust

She does it to kill boredom 

 

 

 

 

My Girl

Every night I lie awake thinking about you, and my mind can never seem settle down. The way your eyes glisten and sparkle as you smile with joy in response to my idiotic jokes. You have a heart of gold and I can tell it will never, ever melt. Knowing that you have endured such hardships causes me pain and discomfort, but then I remember how independent and fierce you are. You drew a picture of me once and I couldn’t believe how much talent you radiated. You’re an artist, a musician, a lover, and a fighter. No man, woman, disease, or challenge could ever tear you down and strip you of your morals. You’re a role model, an inspiration, and someone I hold dear to my soul.