He loved a girl with a demon heart
The one with an angelic face
She darted him at his weakest part
With her imposing charm and grace
Although, her eyes showed no emotions
Toward him; it was just a game
Coquettish in her flirty motions
That were not real, oh what a shame
Why did she act so cruel toward him?
Misleading, lying, and deceiving
She left him desperate, hopeless, grim,
Restless, pale, and weakening
No longer he believed in love
For her foul disposition
An angel was sent from above
To save his poor condition
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