Deep in the psyche
Lurks a madness
A twisted
Serpentine sadness
A forger of thoughts
A spitter of spites
Through delighted beams
Plainly knowing it isn't right
Debauchery reigns
And lechery lies
Affecting sweet
Innocent doe eyes
But the flicker is there
Somewhere between
A second and a stare
All should be wary
Of the saccharine smile
The truth will out
Just watch and wait a while
Copyright © Allene Angelica 2014
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