Succubus
Please read and enjoy the words of a talented writer.

You think I clipped my pretty wings
But I’m a lost soul
With little control
You don’t care who I call my king
As long as I’m fun
That is why we’re young
I’m just your favorite play thing
You slip in my brain
Please, try on my veins
My skin never looked so tempting
My blood seems so pure
It’s all an allure
I’m a prize dangling from a string
To feel my soft touch
And kiss me too much
The danger just a taste will bring
Once you truly see
You’ll never want me
I can’t have a happy ending
I love your words of bitterness, some but not too many men, deserve them. Wonderful poem~
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A amazing poem. I reblogged this one from a talented writer.
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Thank you for reblogging my poem, I greatly appreciate it.
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I liked this poem. Real life and real thoughts. This is real poetry and you are welcome.
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