Cursed


I have been blessed with beauty and rage,

I have been given a poisonous flamme,

And I look like an angel, a divine woman,

What a shame to believe such a pity masquerade.

I am a troublemaker

As I am my own danger

If I start to tear you apart

It’s to wreck my own heart.

See,

I gateway whenever I get too close and fall,

I am insecure;

That’s why no-strings attached is my motto.

e.r-o©


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