The Snake

She slithered and sneaked her way into the hearts and wallets of gullible men

They saw the beauty in her smile, not the malicious tint to her eyes

They heard the sweet nothings, not the calculating plans

She was bitter-sweet, and wildly untamed, and they didn’t understand how they got so lucky

They didn’t know she was the predator and they were the prey

Then when it was time; she would strike and her victim would be none the wiser

She would be gone in a flash and some men didn’t feel the sting for weeks

But each one realized she was a snake

A snake who stole and ruined, but the snake didn’t mind

She was already on to the next kill




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