ThePrettyMachine

Lady Fortune smiles a villainous grin An alluring and sultry simper Full of jagged broken promises Now rotting, black, and vile Through Her smile She whispers honeyed hope To mask the putrid breath of lies As She lures us ever closer And entices us to play So we roll the dice Chance the odds Place our bets Take the risk Nothing left Drunk on dreams and hope-mead We are oblivious to our losses And Lady Fortune beacons us to stay While She slyly steals our chips away Too late, we awaken from Her spell To taste the bitter truth Much fouler than the fiction Then with hazy eyes we gaze A heart of pitch no light could enter Lady Fortune's tr