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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=555777" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Her Lip Disguised Sweet</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=555777" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">NOTE: sexual things-metaphor to alcoholism(or any addiction) </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=555777" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Emotions will trap you, decieve your desires<br>Her gasoline substance, life lights the fires<br>She's a box with your heart, with once brilliant glows <br>Your desertlike mouth to up from below<br>Purging at the sight of her numbliness bliss<br>Tempting yet wrong-her deadliest kiss<br>Her tounge engages you once, it's up then it's down<br>Blind, death and dumb at the logical sound<br>She's a snare, she's a trap-you can be let go<br>She hurts as she wraps yet feels soft as snow<br>Addiction? Reluctance? Your feet set in stone<br>But open your eyes- you wont be alone.<br>She cheated! she's lustful, her beauty, her taste<br>Burned by her lovers, still stay with the waste<br>Her legs wrapped around you, her arms 'round another<br>You obey her mindless as if she's your mother</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=555777" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her scratch kills you slowly-too numb to see<br>Her chains locked around you-only you have the key<br>Her lips wet with methol-you can lick, you can spit<br>But she'll kill as you lick, she'll die at your hit.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Amy+Fifita">Amy Fifita</a></strong></div>