I thought she was meek
I thought she was gentle
Then she took me as weak
Putting me in a bad fettle.
Casting at me with eyes boring,
But my stance was still
Realising i wasn't for the taking,
Her eyes became hard as steel.
She tried, but my heart she never did score,
She cried, but i tears i took for stone,
In deceit's realm, i told her to get mature
For she was like bingo and his bone.
Never take her softness as kindness,
Never take her beauty as a true heart.
For Eve's daughter is shameless
In in no time, will break your spirit and your heart.
Undernearth the beauty lies a monster
In place of a heart, resides granite.
Never let your bridge, be breached.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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