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May 2018
#7
Like a moth to a Flame
Your words entice me
Thoughts excite me
I fall victim to things you say
Like a snake with a quick tongue
Smooth and soft
Like honey
Im burned.

Before i even realize
Whats happening
There i lay
Empty
A shell of myself
Broken
You took what was mine
With no intention of fixing
Like a robber in the night
You invaded my home
And took was most important
Other that heart
My most prized possession.
Written by
Summer Hendricks
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