Web Of Deceit

Beautiful lies meant to draw you in,
oh what a web he does spin.
Hypnotizes you beyond control,
eats you down right to the soul.

Plays with your mind and emotions,
filling you with all these notions.
You are his for the steal,
he lunges back for the kill.

Kicking and sparring to break free,
fighting the imposture blindly.
With a blow to the head,
you lay him in his bed.

Everything is clear to see now,
you leave the scrounger with a caio.
Running, now you know your secure,
it will never happen again, of that you are sure.

by heather leutzinger

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