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that weaver Adonis
he plays his games
while his soul is in pain
lost in her torment
she does wait
confused from the promise of love
as her spirit gets torn a part
treasure you
consume you
drink you all in
the conviction of the wolf
preying on innocent blood
satisfaction holds her captive
she blindly moves into the unknown
seduced by cupids arrow
he moves in mysteriously
she can't refuse
consume the poison inside
take on his eyes
drink of his passion
deadly undertaking
sweet craving
second nature in the making
caught in this web woven through her heart
Adonis ambition hits the target every-time
