• Aphrodite walks the halls
    Shimmering with the twilight's gleaming
    That proves some relationships
    Are as the myths she's in:
    Impure fantasy of boyish pleasures.
    She flirts wherever she goes,
    Without shame
    Nor guilt as another is lead,
    Dumb like a sheep,
    To the guillotine of broken hearts.
    Taunting with her light,
    We are drawn to her
    Until the truth rears it's head
    Two seconds too late

    "I have what you're looking for,"
    Says She, Breathlessly
    "Just open your eyes!"
    And when you see her
    She cuts you into a thousand beautiful pieces