Beauty no longer in her heart
A life of misery is left to show
A vile and disgusting form of womanhood
But once, she had been beautiful
Like a sweet crimson rose
Her indigo eyes showed no remorse
And her smile was a devious plan
Setting her trap like a cunning spider
Casting webs of deceit
Her pray all being man
Seducing them with a forgiving kindness
A falsehood of happy tomorrows
Taking away their souls in countless ways
Surviving on their grief and self-annointed
Sorrows