A master of
deceit, illusion of
The mind, it
tricks the unsuspecting heart
With clever
oaths and thieves you of your love,
Sweet cherry
kisses just to slash your guard
And weaken
your defenses, seeping through
Small cracks
in your core; it’s never real
The charm
won’t last forever, like incense brew
Though some
deny they trap themselves in hell,
Their
ignorance backfires, the spell’s divine,
And when it’s
done its deed you’re cursed
By haunting
memories and torturous times
It hurts you
more if they had been your first,
But in the
end, black magic always knows
Of when it
comes the time to be deposed.
