The Charmer
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The Charmer

His eyes are a game of hypnosis

His words will make you fly

The clouds of desire he bestowed on you will shadow your open sky..

The mask he wears hide his lust

His euphoric aura is pixie dust

Oh! You crave for him..

You wait for him..

To the spell cast, you start dancing to his tunes…

dribbling his way through he keeps playing with you..

Then Suddenly the shadows will leave your side The mask he wore will shread aside

To the demons, you will be auctioned

The beautiful carol will turn to whine

What’s left of you will be a deceit

Your heart will be a sculpted concrete

The songs of love will never make sense

For the charmer doesn’t believe in the beauty of innocence

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