Like a cactus
I sting at 1st contact
Protecting the inner me
The sweet soul
The true me
Like a spear,
Am sharp and dangerous
I fly deep into the heart
Piece hard,
Leaving a big opening
My hurt is sweet
Hence your wanting more
Never letting go
Like poison ivy
My kisses are delicious
Venomous and deadly
Yes! Am a saint
A demon with a mission
Don’t fake the need
You’ll always want me
Even when am so far gone!
Am a limited edition
A few good left
My smile hunts
My innocence kills
But I give my best
And my best is happiness
Hence even when I bite
You’ll still love to love me!
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