Softest lips,
Sweetest tone,
Words that flowed;
Non could foretell
The madness you cast spell
Spilling out of those lips
Colored in red
The way you play with the head.
Oozing out of your tongue
Could leave others hung
Up into delusions
And draw conclusions.
Sweetest lips,
You leave whispers so loud
In a game you started
The pawns were easy
Just like the speeches you made
That made all your bait.
Whispering so loudly,
How it does proudly,
Speak no evil,
Until you are caught;
Heaven forbid,
Rumors are not a sport.
Poisonous sweet kiss
Lips of ivy and of bliss
Drawn them all in a daze
Before the destruction you lay
Like Chinese whisper,
set for play.
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