Pitty darling, how much you love me.
You must not be able to see me truly.
Come here, perhaps you'll see dear;
There's a monster in my mirror.
I look pretty? I know, I'll eat you alive.
Oh honey, get out before you die.
Come love me if you dare,
You'll find out, I swear.
This siren knows how to stay hidden.
To love such a monster should be forbidden.
I push you away but you draw ever nearer.
You're not seeing any clearer.
There's a monster in my mirror!
Why can't you see dear?
You should have gone, but now you're in.
You're a petty fool; you cannot win.
May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 5:50 PM UTC
Pitty darling, how much you love me.
You must not be able to see me truly.
Come here, perhaps you'll see dear;
There's a monster in my mirror.
I look pretty? I know, I'll eat you alive.
Oh honey, get out before you die.
Come love me if you dare,
You'll find out, I swear.
This siren knows how to stay hidden.
To love such a monster should be forbidden.
I push you away but you draw ever nearer.
You're not seeing any clearer.
There's a monster in my mirror!
Why can't you see dear?
You should have gone, but now you're in.
You're a petty fool; you cannot win.
Found a bunch of old poems from high school :) Decided to put them up here today.
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