Dancing In Hells Ballroom Poem by pat grainey

power and riches
money and bitches
he promised me them
he led me away and it was fun
we had an exchage its never undone

we hung out we grew so close
my love for him was unconditional
he felt my pain it was his source
to capture me i add in a total
hes had many lovers
im no different
othes have over come his but power is mighty


i was conned into this he had set me his goal
he said he love me as he caressed my lips
he assured me its ok as he over powered me thrusting his hips
deeper and harder penatrating my soul
he cast me a side with an almighty boom
my soul is now his i havent a choice
thats what you get for entering the devils room