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Cloak n Dagger

 
Never seen a cloak        
Quite like this before        
Bright red with white pearls        
Constantly flashing        
Quite dashing I'd say      
Dashing and sinister        
It was her calm before the storm        
Before she administers her pain        
Through her blood stained dagger        
That made the mightiest of men stagger        
And tragically fall        
As they become magically enthralled        
With her beautiful cloak        
Beguiling with witty jokes        
A saccharine voice        
And a soothing heat          
To make any man rejoice        
And once you're chosen        
Your senses will become frozen        
Stuck with infatuation        
That you mistaken for love..        
Anointing her above all else        
So you neglect yourself        
As you devote your Heart        
And that's when she start        
Her gentle little stabbings        
Betraying your betrothal        
For you were just an unwitting        
Member of her brothel          
Just a part of her harem        
As she made you a concubine        
Fucking your mind        
Leaving your heart          
Pregnant with lies        
Filled with Pandora's toxin        
And now you're boxed in        
Locked in her dungeon of fools        
Just one of her stools        
Wearing nothing but black        
Because you simply lack the knowledge        
That you're just a widow with a cock        
And she's a ghost that likes to mock men        
Stock men....stack them        
Put them on pedestals        
Just to tear them down        
And ground their face in their own conceit        
Stick her flag in their back        
After they concede defeat        
Then she seeks like a predator        
And rips out your spine        
Taking her time in        
Extracting your ego        
Before she goes around town        
Parading you        
Berating you        
With back handed compliments        
Got you doubting your confidence        
Because your soul is weak        
So you check with her        
Before you even deign to speak        
And she likes to play meek        
When you try to stand your ground          
She'll give you head        
Suck out your testosterone        
Siphon your manhood        
Then spit out your bones        
Send you back home          
To your broke ass baby mama        
With luggage packed with drama        
Wearing the stench of her karma        
As she wipes off her dagger        
And brush off her cloak        
Now who's the        
The next victim        
She sees within her scope?  
 
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Written by Naajir
Published
Author's Note
Repost from 2012
My first attempt at dark poetry
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