Blackout Hill (Part 8)

She toyed with my emotions
She told me I was cute
She played with my mind
She crawled inside my head

And she spit me out

She craved what she didn’t get
She held the fairy dust
She was bold and controlling
She gripped onto the wicked fire

And she spit me out

She let go once she saw the steam
She used and abused me
She was manipulative and coy
She slithered too far in

And she spit me out

She swallowed too much
She took what she wanted
She was relentless and fierce
She was materialistic and vain

And she spit me out

She was a sensual liquid
She sprinkled lust over my head
She was a dripping eclipse
She opened up the obscene book

And she spit me out

2 Comments

  1. ooohhh yeahhh!
    This one is so awesome!! Might be my favorite in the series so far.
    (And I don’t know why this one didn’t show up in my reader… I saw part nine just now and I knew I’d only read to part seven 🤔)

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