Wicked

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just different

Wearing words like paint 

Peeled it off to unveil the pain

Strained from all the evil 

I did. 

Participated 

In the slow emotional torment 

Of another 

Used control as gain 

Fused by my position-

Counted my victims 

Like profit. 

You gave me love but I

Fought it. 

Scorned you for coveting 

What you couldn’t keep. 

Left you abandoned-

Praying on your hands 

And knees. 

How’d you do it 

They asked

I picked them out one by one 

Devouring every drop with my

Slight of tongue. 

Used those words to conquer 

The half-hearted

Shattered what was once so guarded

You’re never the victim 

When you create the stakes 

High expectations-

I don’t hesitate. 

I was the angel with black wings

Sent by Lucifer himself

I arrived when the morning sun 

Set high in the sky. 

Used asinine to dry your eyes. 

You didn’t notice until it was too late. 

Your soul was already mine to take.

Written By: Desiree