Witch's Lair.

I used to run my fingers through your long, silky hair,

Little did I know that loving you was walking into the witch's lair,

Your red lips, so pure and full, whispered sweet, soft words at me,

You captured my wandering heart and choose to never let it free,

I was attracted by your perfect form and otherworldly grace,

Your beauty was internal but it shone upon your face,

At least that is what I believed at that naïve time in my life,

But now I look back and I realize that it was all pointless stress and strife,

I realize that the most beautiful thing in my life was a poor lie,

And even now that very thought makes me want to cry,

I cannot forget you, my perfect, nameless, heartless witch,

And I cannot forget that you were a loving, dangerous, evil b***h,

My caged heart must be somewhere close beside you as I write,

For your face dominates my mind and I gave in without a fight,

Because you still own most of my heart and some of my soul,

But we played our little game and I played my little role,

Now you've gone and left me bereft of any sign of life,

And I sit here wondering and thinking, about the use of a knife.

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I cannot forget you, my perfect, nameless, heartless witch,
And I cannot forget that you were a loving, dangerous, evil b***h,

I loved this part so much, This is wonderful. most enjoyable read