Allure

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Their love was as red
As the Roses he gave

As sweet as the chocolate
That she had made

So sweet so pure
So fragrant, it allure

She was like the chocolate she made
He was like the roses he gave

She loves so genuine and sure
He loves so wordly to lure

She was delicate and true
He was gorgeous yet untrue

Her heart always melts in warmness of his words and promises
She was lured by appearance and voices

Not knowing the flower was his shroud
And he was the stem that could cause cuts and wound

She was dainty and frail
That loves a deceitful male

He was full of thorns
With hidden horns

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