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The Woman You Fell For

The Woman You Fell For: A Poem

The only thing to do
Was hold onto every syllable
From her serpent tongue.

Reverberating in your skull,
Scrambling your brain,
Her hot magnetic words
Were a loaded gun.

With you in her sights,
Aligned in the crosshairs,
She took hostage
Of your heart.

Brutal and
You will hate her
But you will never leave.

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