Day 7: Trapped

Sweet, sweet temptress.

You grabbed my attention with your glowing skin, and soft voice.

You seemed pure, and innocent.

Lovable.

You were none of those things.

Sweet, sweet liar.

You’re the reason I’ve lost my ability to trust.

Sweet, sweet killer. 

Are you satisfied?

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