Dark Soul

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Contributor: Julie Guirgis

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Hot man, leaning against the bar
dressed in leather, studs and velvet
I see you undressing me
detached gaze, pursed lips.

Like a vampire, you're waiting to devour me
I can see your sharp teeth behind your grin
and still I fall in the gutter
too weak and blind to get up.

Here's your cue to play the gentleman and help me up
but you pass on by aloof to my pain
ready to move onto the next victim
indifferent to the tears searing my face

Deception is your friend
lies your companion
but in the end you will die alone

You despised my innocence
envied my purity
taking great pleasure in crushing me
like an ant under your pointed cowboy boot

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