Created:
2008-12-15 05:06:13
I also don't love alliteration, but not nearly as much
Let me guess…
You’ve come to taint me further somehow,
You mistress…
You temptress...
You demoness.
You whore of the heart!
But there’s nothing that can alter me now,
Not deceit…
Not conceit…
Not defeat.
Not after you pulled me apart!
Now get out of my sight.
