Demons Of Love

Covered in blue, there was a beauty in her sadness.
With love always came a certain kind of madness.
Underneath her glitter there hid so much pain.
With every breath, her demons inside bring darkened rain.
She carries a sweetness inside that tastes of honey.
A softness within, as soft as a bunny.
Past lovers take pieces of her warm furry heart.
They feast on her jewels and rip her apart.
Stealing her love and consuming her breath.
All that they offered were flowers of death.

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