Poisoned
Black widow
Black widow and the one that gets devoured.
Happily ever after.
Life goes on as she wonders what it would feel like to be in the web of another.
She holds still as she mumbles
"I shouldn't forget; I am like a model, darkness in a desert"
The one that gets devoured
I hate the young, the disguise,
The beauty in her eyes.
I hate how she smiles
Her lips touching mine, leaves a stain so dark and bright,
Won't be able to remove it for the rest of the night or my whole entire life.
She then acts fragile, she cries and holds me tight when in my mind I dream of a better night,
With someone who doesn't dress so high and claims every guy who walks pass by.
Black widow
Her long legs and her sharp eyes.
Her mind that always thinks ahead of time.
She wants to survive, her idea of a better life.
Collecting time.
Her cheeks turn red and her face looks more fresh as she looks for another guy.
She repeats some lines
"I love you, I need you"
Which turns into
"You won't leave and we can't be, life is too long to keep living free"
The one that gets devoured
She is like the sunrise
And nights are my best of times.
I start to hear all the cries,
People who must have been buried alive.
At a dining I am with her beside,
A feeling I can't define.
I try to sing to silence the noise,
And distract my eyes from a stained face of greed and lies
But the lady who crimes feels safe if I whisper the lines.
I tell her that I am the last one to feel her spine,
And want to break every bone inside.
Don't want to be six feet under her dynasty of disguise.
I have held her down, I won't let her fly
A web I also designed.
I am ready to give up my life,
To grow old with her and die.