Thought #7: Samson and Delilah
I was Samson, you were Delilah
Like a fool I played with fire.
A dangerous game of Russian Roulette
Unfortunate for me I live to regret
That faithful day I lowered my walls
You were the Trojan horse to my downfall.
A pretty facade, too blinding to see
That you were the real enemy.
Sugar coated lies, so easy to believe
Suffocated me slowly, to the point I couldn't breath.
Over time, you my eroded trust
I gave you my heart, you ground it to dust.
I let you get inside my head
You poisoned my mind and left it dead.
I'm now a mere sack of the flesh and bones
Delilah, sweet Delilah, took my soul.
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