Invasion Poem by Heart Of Ink

Innocence's dead,
As well as everything else
Vengeance's sweet,
When tucked behind his teeth
Don't let this man become fooled,
As well as others with their views
She's still such a wonderful little rose,
Covered in all of her clothes,
He'd take them away
She's headed in a different direction,
The feeling's intense,
She wants to close her eyes,
The door's somewhere in her mind
Don't let this be the only path
I stepped on a field of broken glass
And came back the same,
Without any cuts
And saw that she was there
Giving them a piece that they'll share
Afraid they'd come asking for more
Marching like a pack of wolves,
An army with a great deal of strength,
Outnumbered by her fears again,
Where men wear uniforms in the dark,
They'll invade her body
Before they invade her heart