She dances To the light Hi s light... In grace of thirst For@cavedent She drowns In her doom... It is a fatal attraction That draws her Into a pit Her craving For his beauty His smile But where was The beauty Of a beautiful heart? In his touch Was electric And she craved For excitement So she walked Into a hurricane... She pretended He was right And could love With the intensity Of the crashing waves... That was another lie Another un-truth... Between the both They were two magnets Creating chaos Mayhem... Love was not In him And they were both A mess A charade... Now doom Casts its shadow Of gloom Of ruin Of woes... Like a moth To the flame And a fly To the spider's web She is drawn irresistibly... A lethal affection A fatal attraction...
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