Dying For Love

She spent her time
nickels and dimes
grabbing at well dressed tables

fresh love dripping from her knife,
looking for another meal
of lust filled fables

All made up
for a well told story
ending in pain

Guilty in her off white lies,
stained with bad
feelings on her brain

Viscous looking
beauty, living to die
with a permanent smile on her face

Grunting, snarling and panting
heavy breathes
willing and ready for the chase

Man-eater, heartbreaker

Pretending her best
while serving up hearts
and cooking up souls

Just becoming
a longtime widower
before love turned old

Praying for another chance
hoping for a fairy tale
as her eyes shut close

Decaying on the inside
while Death exhaled
from her nose

She’s gone_________

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