October 17, 2011
Flame flavored passion brought the devil to her knees
Cornered , she spun
Until her web hung across the lead colored lives of those whom she loved
And the hearts of those who indulged in lust whispered tales of regret
Undoubtedly mourning the loss of their unremorseful youth
While sipping mutely from their tainted punch
The devil couldn't say much
But before she bowed , she sealed our dreary lives with a poisoned cherry kiss
And left us with nothing but the knowledge of wise men and prophets who would carry her sultry tune to the grave

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