Monday, May 30, 2011


His face was guileless, promising of nothing sinister,
and I was convinced his intentions were pure.

It was naiveté, it was ignorance,
that made me succumb to his heartless ploys,
He consumed my sanity, my emotions were played,
He tore me apart without compunction.
He promised me bliss, a lifetime contentment...

...and I was deceived, so heartlessly a vicious man whose name is LOVE.

Written on 5-30-2011


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