Fallen

Fallen

She once was angelic,
so innocent and pure,
but little did she know
the Devil had a cure,

One night he found her;
caught her doing the deed.
As she pleasured herself,
he took on a new creed.

She fell from God's grace,
fell right to the ground.
It all happened so fast,
every inch, every pound.

Pulling her long hair,
she held back her moans.
When he raked his claws,
it rattled her bones.

He left her forgotten,
leaving no cover.
Never before had she
had a wicked lover.