He entered my life without knocking,
sauntered in with his haughty swagger.
In a three-piece suit, dark hair slicked back,
piercing black eyes slice like a dagger.
Curling his finger, licking his lips,
his enchantment draws me near.
I can't turn away, refuse to stop,
as I slip into my worst fear.
A vise grip around my throat,
I tumble into hell.
Blinded by a seductive smile,
he bewitches and lures me down an unholy well.
Cunning and deceitful, he whispers ugly lies,
I believe him, oh God, I believe him,
this devil in disguise.
As I claw my way to the light,
I feel his grip upon my feet.
I force my gaze upwards, don't look back,
don't you accept defeat.
I hear a familiar, distant voice,
beckoning me like a song.
I kick free of the grasp below,
and follow the calling from where I belong.
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