Wanting
The heavenly eyes that were bestowed upon me
Captivated me so
That I subconsciously became corrupt
The words that I once believed
Were words of lies that
became
truth
It's the empty happiness that
Wraps me up
Sweetly
like the lavishing
Sweetness of vanilla
The undeniable lies
In which I became
Intertwined with.
Just a girl wanting to be loved.
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