Her Poison
By: Michelle Pickett
Her Poison Her poison taints all that she touches And they let her use them as her crutches She thrives on the misery of those that she provokes And dances with the devil whom her evil evokes Her heart is black, she is wicked and cruel And to think this will change we are the alchemist fool In our hearts there will always be a void But our fates are sealed and our hopes destroyed Copyright 2006 - Michelle Pickett
