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In mystical green eyes

fear and trechery hide

In honey gold and scented hair

bewitching spells do lie

In silken skin of gentle care

I'm doomed and unaware

into your arms I am led astray

time and my past

all whisked away

no tomorrows

no yesterday

I come gentle, but strong

into your snare

and where I am led

I have no care

a whirl wind is on the rise

a full force storm soon arrives

tossed and turned and battered too

with failing strength I cling to you

though love then lust

guilt and mistrust

lost then found

love sacrificed, and then regained

flung in the clear, into freedoms veiw

then caught restained, and held by you

then raised to the heavens

in loves embrace

then forced from love

into disgrace

then left alone in my discord

lured by beauty, and by sweet word

nothing ventured nothing gained

is the chance you take

everything ventured nothing gained

that was my mistake

hurt and abused

my love miss used

huddled and scared

I'll lick my wounds

and I'll recover

too, too soon

find more love

and be more used

that's my pattern

to be abused