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Sweet Venom

Dressed in black her soul runs free

Oh Queen of the knight that tale she has won

Lips spitting venom of attraction take me now

Her intensions twisted her complextion so pure

This emotion taking over me is it love?.......No it's horror

A voice that makes flowers hide back in their buds

Take me for I do not want this feeling to leave

A gaze that stops men's hearts from her I wish I could have it once more

She is the queen of the damned and I am just her pawn

Sitting next to her thrown what she has in store for me is unknown

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