Lips that drip with lies
Deadened heart erotica
Love is just a ploy.
Her explicit poverty
Reads through every line
Using sex to lure men in
Then throw them away.
Older than her avatar
Just another lie.
Wounded heart of bitter stone
Punishing all men
For the ones who’ve brutalized
Her with molten hands.
Romance is the web she weaves
Wounded broken soul.
Painful past is no excuse
For such treachery.
“You’re the only one I’ve loved”
That’s her favorite lie.
Look here comes another man!
One more heart to break.
Hurting them she hurts herself
Reaping what she sows.
Loneliness is her reward
As she types false words of love.
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