Incubus

        
                 

An awesome woman having her dearest dream
She's dreaming in her sleep about her prince charming
Like every girl on her days of Mills and Boons
Thinking about her man to marry her soon

And that we call life again
Follies,paradox and full of pain
She's provoked ,enchanted and seduced by her 'Man Of Wrong'
She gives him everything and all
And his evil malice that's go strong

Back to her senses,understanding all not fair
Her dream already turned to nightmare
The devilish bites and 'nail art' all over her body
Her ruin and pregnancy she can't tell to everybody

Her real prince comes late only to know the sorrow
And then her love goes forever and some pains to borrow
In awakening sleep of some women,he's like incubus
In cruel pleasure,in cruelest games in some women's life he comes...
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