Spell Bound Smiles

Every smile was spell bound

It made him go round and round

Hollowness was not his cup of tea

But it was thrown

Head ached

His heart threw up

Long ago he was blown up

Every smile was spell bound

It made him go round and round

Fakness was their identity

Killing was their passion

Torture was their will

And love was meant for fun 

Trapping innocence, they surely excelled in it,

Alas! to ignorance of the beginner...

Hollowness was not his cup of tea

It made him go round and round

Every smile was spell bound