The Beautiful DevilA Poem by WritersEscape033-29-15 Sometimes the most evil people hide themselves in the kindest people
The angel I one in need is really the devil.
I never have open my eyes wide enough to realize the pain is causing me. He make me feel insane. He is a beautiful creature that cuts me out of my his life and ignores his feelings. Then he takes his knife in stabs and in the back with all the things I told him. I realize he hurts me but why can't I let go? He has me mesmerized with a simple smile As soon as I try to back out He wants to go one more mile. © 2015 WritersEscape03 |
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Added on June 19, 2015 Last Updated on June 19, 2015 AuthorWritersEscape03NCAboutI am a 14 year old girl who writes poetry and short stories. *the dates in my descriptions of my poems are the dates that I wrote them. I write them in my journal first and then publish them here whe.. more..Writing
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