Her.
She glides into
the Room,
an Angelic Vision
of Beauty
and Death,
a Precious Rose
with Poison Thorns.
She enfolds me in
Her tender embrace,
and leads me down
the Loving Path
to Hell.
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Did you ever meet a girl so alluring, yet so bad for you? You know you shouldn't, but you just can't help it? A poem to my ex. I still love her.
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nice
well written james keep up the good work and thank you for serving our country


