H(igh+eeled+orror)
Stunning in red, she walked on by,
The click of her her heel showed status and pride,
The men they watch, desireable from afar,
They dont know that this angel has a mystical power.
Lay off my back...she silently plea, she knows those shoes have seen pain and gory.
In walks he that she'd been waitin for, Tall dark and handsome, a long lost foe.
The practiced scum she can smell his deciet, another lover, special treat,
Just another to be shamed at her feet.
She reels in the bait, No mercy for this creep, Beats up his wife while she's asleep.
Memories dweel deep, in they pour,The taste of blood, face on the floor.
She brushes off the thoughts and lets on a smile, Shrug! a new day, a different mile.
The scars on her back, signified the strenght lack, how she'd taken it all weak, obscene,
She was only a foolish teen.
She stared in his eyes, She knew his type oh so well,
Smooth sailin Garbage witha halo on his head.
She said those words into his ears, walked thru the music, colorful dark,
Head held High,
He follows on behind with a sigh,
His lucky day it was, he didn't even need a lie.
Cold as ice, Hard as stone, she tries not to give away,
The anticipation it burned from all she learned,watching her stupid prey.
Third time this week, the same heels worn,
Three murders after, She's still not the suspect.
Oh! how she'd grown.
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