She lures, leads, lusts, lies with eyes made of steel.

Her mind is weary, her body is easy, her soul incapable of feel.

Men and women alike fall into the trenches that she digs with her apeal.

Shell of a being,  the pain she inflicts is real.

I'm human in every sense of the word and have now suffered some events untoward.

You will falter as you saunter through the halls; it won't be the first time you'll read your name on bathroom stalls.