fake

she slowly slides into her skin

laces it up to where it is no longer open

she hides behind a beautiful mask

a demon she is at last

her words are bitter beyond compare

she even hides her true hair

it curls like madusas snakes

her true form is so fake

her eyes a light blue

her soul pitch black

her touch is evern  worse then that

it scolds your skin

emersing you with her sin

slowly you become dark too

along with another trechorous few

she consumes your soul

to where you are no more

your heart still beats

you remain on your feet

but to everyone you are a fake