Her love is like dark magic,
Irresistible but don't fall to hard for her poison,
The love making, the drive and passion,
Her love is written in her pain,
The heart breaks and smiles she began to gain,
Why love her at her best if all she shows you is her worst,
Why love the end of garden when you couldn't he get the grass out the dirt,
Her soul seems fractured, fragile and burned,
For her mind just wants peace, her heart wants love but what's this missing piece,
For her doors won't open unless you have her mind unlocked with her keys,
She holds no promises when she's hurt,
Her pain expressed through body language, when her depression becomes her music,
All she wanted was a heart to heal and promises to become full filled.
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