Devil in a blue dressA Poem by The Flawed
Met a demon in a pale blue dress,
Saw the devil with an angels face,
She had the greenest of the evil eyes,
Just one look, and I was hypnotized.
She stole my soul as she told me lies,
She called it love, yes she called it love.
She said she’d be the best friend, that I ever had,
She’s not all good, cause she’s really bad,
She’d stick with me through thick and thin,
So, let us let the game begin,
The game of love, yes the game of love.
In a winter’s day she said she’s gone,
She’s got a life to live she can’t hang around.
I said “what about love?”
She said “what about, love?”
I said, “Love is rare, rare is gold, gold is greed,
Greed is cold, cold am I as you walk out the door”?
“Love is pain, pain is real, real is lust, lust is sin,
Sin is pleasure; pleasure’s true, true is the love that I have for you”.
She laughed and said, “There is no love”
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18 Reviews Added on July 25, 2009 Last Updated on February 20, 2010 AuthorThe FlawedNearbyAboutI am a man who loves writing poetry, and find it the easiest way of expressing how I feel, particularly when I dont like to talk about these feelings. I cannot .. more..Writing
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