It Becomes

The Betrayal of the StrangerI saw a painful beauty,The Betrayal of the Stranger
Sitting in church one day.
He cast the devils eye on me,
And blew my heart away.
He asked me to come with him, Walking in the park. He cast the devils eye on me, And led me through the dark.
I saw a painful beauty, He said I had his heart. He cast the devils eye on me,
And tore my soul apart.
He told me not to follow,
His eyes had turned to stone.
He cast the devils eye on me, And left me all alone.


No poetryNo poetry was written, No fairytales were read. As if it was forbidden, By the monsters in her head. And all they thought was silly,No poetry
Was quickly thrown away. By a girl who had to grow up, By a girl who couldn't play.
All her dreams and fantasies,
All her fears and hopes. Thrown in a bag of garbage,
Balloons and skipping ropes. The teddybears and puzzles,
All had to retreat. For new puzzles in her head,
She never would complete.
No poetry was written, No fairytales were told. Her eyes spoke of a sad tale,
Her ha
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