Tag: False Innocence
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Perspective
Perspective Woe, be the spiderWho sits down beside herThis warning I must giveWhispered words, a last lamentFrom the one who didn’t live: “Little Miss, what a twistWeaving lies to pass the dayFlaunt innocent virtueTo hide the real you;Pander for your prey. “Little Miss, ’twas one kissWhat a wicked trick to play!Under deceiving labelThe truth proved…
A.C. Melody 