twisted minds and sinful eyes
delude hopeful souls into thinking
they're "all they need" and
they're "all they've been looking for"
instead
they lure you in like prey
and feast on your love,
your trust,
your admiration
until it is all too real
then, they spit it back at your face;
a distorted imitation of the care
you've been providing them
some recognize it's artificial,
others accept it obliviously;
i can't believe i went through
all those sleepless nights
hoping you were right for me
not knowing you were wishing
the complete opposite
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sour hearts catered by hopeful souls | editing!
Poetryshe was a burned soul; inflamed by your euphoric lies believing that if she never told, she'd forget your soundless goodbye ▪▪ - LITTLE TO NO EDITING, FEEL FREE TO LEAVE GRAMMAR CORRECTIONS - | lowercase & no periods intended |
