Monday, November 15, 2010

Burn

Last week was the last time
That I offered you praise

Should I try to catch your lies?
Your charm holds you high...but for how long?

What to do now that everyone knows?
When finally you found out yourself...

That your charm is like venom
And sadly we've all enjoyed your tongue

Oh beautiful serpentine...
With your soul of turpentine

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