Taking a stroll to the hills only to paint him black,
She painted memories- absolutely dark
Of how she ended up on the devil's dance floor
He was an angel at first sight and a goal at the first shot
Unknowingly he was a wolf wrapped in the garment of a sheep with a golden heart,
waiting for the day his assignment was due
He was the devil's ally, and she took the last dance with him
The most wonderful piece she ever painted was him
The best poem she wrote was him
But he cut a piece of her heart away, and run off to the dungeons where he belonged
I stare at her and shiver, wondering how love will ever present himself to her again
I smile at her and quiver as she tries to find a new canvas with half a heart and an air of hope
Now this one is promising to take me everywhere
And everywhere can include the devil's dance floor
I have the feet to dance to their tune but I might come back without a heart or
more broken than she is
I pray for myself, never to take the dance because this time, it may be with the devil himself.
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