On the hunt, on the prowl
Always looking for the prize
Another shiny trinket
There before your eyes.
Broken hearts, shattered dreams
Stepped over, cast aside
Carelessly , haphazardly
You told so many lies.
Stepping stones … one by one
So sure to get ahead
Taking what you want or crave
Whatever you could get.
Whimsical , flirtatious
So confident… so sure
Wrapped around your finger
I was heart and soul…. all yours.
Every plot and indiscretion
Every single step you’d take
Always calculated
To minimize mistakes.
Deceiving and misleading
No regrets , no restless nights
No concern for pride or trust
No regard for what is right.
Abandoned, yes forsaken
As cunning as a shark
Nothing less…. expected
From …The Queen of Broken Hearts.
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