Curse Living life to the extreme, yet oppisites attract. And as they do I run and hide, but can't escape the fact. That my flirty lifestyle continues to a point, where I am incomplete. Dropping glass and when it breaks it shatters at my feet. I cry out and feel the guilt But life goes ever forward. I hold my breath and hide my eyes , I will not see him hypnotize, He will not dry the tears I cry, I am much to sly. Breaking hearts like pencils snapping,shocking, For mine is not for taking or unlocking, Don't take me for the devils spawn for I could do much worse. Don't judge me till you trace my steps and understand my curse. Im nutty I am but I had a sudden burst of insperation in social so cha ! love ya'll