A sweet sweet smile
had me walk for a mile
lured I was to her trap
the pain inflamed as it went snap.

Behind painted lips
and leg-baring slips
was a demon in disguise
unbelieved, until I saw with my own eyes.

My blood was let by her jaws of steel
my carotid ripped, I could no longer feel
my heart ripped out by painted claws
I gave into her without pause.

Trust of perfumed skin
should be very thin
and trust of a ***** grin
should never begin.

Years of recovery
lead to a discovery
a bit of knowledge for you
never bite off more than you can chew.