Who knew when I met her
That she was a con
That she would seduce me
That I’d be love bombed?
She was so charming
I was tricked and cajoled
Who knew she was toxic.
Evil and cold?
She knew what I wanted
I was taunted and lured
If only I’d known
She was poison… for sure.
The sex and the passion
Clearly unmatched
She set the trap
And I was the catch.
She took what she wanted
Then cast me aside
Once it was over
I wept and I cried.
A ghost …. an imposter
A mere fantasy
A mistake …. pure fiction
A sad tragedy .
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