Love is evil
Love is evil, so they say
A treacherous game we dare not play
It lures us in with whispers of sweets
But leaves us broken, incomplete
Like a serpent's venom, it seeps within
Filling us with ecstasy and sin
Devouring our souls, piece by piece
Leaving behind a trail of grief
In the darkness, it wields its power
Turning hearts into fragile flowers
With promises it cannot keep
Love's deception runs dark and deep
It plays with our emotions, like a puppeteer
Manipulating us with love and fear
Leaving us lost in its wicked game
As it revels in our tears of shame
But amidst the darkness, a flicker of light
Love can ignite
The passion and desire we yearn to feel
With a love that's true, and oh so real
For love is not solely wicked and cruel
It can mend hearts, making them whole
It's a double-edged sword, yes, it's true
But in love's embrace, we find something new
So while love may have its sinister side
It can also bring us joy and pride
For in the balance of darkness and light
Love can guide us through the darkest nights
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