Her kiss was tender
Like a fool I surrender
Her touch
Was a bit much
I was putty in her hands
I was shaped by her demands
But I blindly followed
Her words I quietly swallowed
She was taking me down
The king losing his crown
Her eyes they mesmerize
I was her booby prize
Blood drained from my brain
Rushing through every vein
Leaving my heart flush
Melting into a mush
Yes she was taking me down
Crunching me into the ground
She massaged my ego to no end
Like her puppy dog friend
I know she won’t release me
Until she can no longer police me
I watch myself crumble
Without a rumble
I couldn’t recognize
She was the devil in disguise
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