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Her Vanity

she wishes she could be a child again
she prays she can change how it all ends
she crys on the floor next to her bed
hoping something in her life is valid
her heart skips a beat when she looks at a picture of her young
she sobs wondering what she has done
to deserve this outcome
she's nowhere to run
she met him 5 years ago
he bought her jewelry he gave her gold
made promises of future happiness and wealth
now she wants so badly to kill herself
a prince charming showed her new things
he gave and introduced to her the ring
so many friends that he had
she thought he was cool... he was all bad
he gave her a locket with something inside
she wore it proudly with pride
she didn't know it was devil's blood
And should be handled with gloves
every day it was around her neck
it got tighter, the noose set
he intended to make her his bride
he was dead.... so she couldn't be alive
he put a spell on her with a hug
a voodoo doll with pins in snug
he blinded her with gifts
it was so easy to make her his
he laughs
she gasps
she tried to run
he was to fast
she fell down
her knees scraped the ground
she thought maybe if she prayed
this is the devil's world. he gets his way
as her pale face weeps the reflection of light
her trembling hand reaches for the knife
he's already cut out her heart
demons await her body of art
he only wanted her for her look
And to add her name to his book
kept in the inside pocket of his coat
she begs forgiveness of her vanity
And cuts her throat.
©akathatguy