I watch her devour men until they're nothing but a vessel of the men they used to be. She’s a thief, stealing their happiness, their smiles and their peace of mind. She’s Medusa in her true form, a man eater. They all fall face first, over the hills and to the moon for her, they swoon for her as she croons a sirens tune, in their ears, of possibilities when in all actuality she's stripping them of their feelings and emotions to a point where they're hollow and all they feel is the heaviness of their hearts that have grown cold and turning into stone. Medusa has struck again. Men beware of her beauty her stare; she'll hurt you and won't care and leave you with a pain you can't bear. Don't let her whisper on your lips, don't let her come near. Medusa the man eater will pretend to love you and disappear.