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It's not your looks, your wit your walk or your talk - You're danger! For the unaware with unencumbered hearts. Causalities- of your boyish charm! Disguising what should be a heart but instead - is a skull and cross bones. Poison! No reciprocation- your shell of a soul has been left devoid, vacuous, unavailable. For She who lies, deceives- manipulator extraordinaire! Holds your heart captive and you-her schlemiel- poor you - are but a proxy of the man you could be -   you used to be- reduced to a living, breathing heartbreak- simply waiting to befall poor fools like me.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 5:18 PM UTC
Heartbreak Waiting
It's not your looks, your wit your walk or your talk - You're danger! For the unaware with unencumbered hearts. Causalities- of your boyish charm! Disguising what should be a heart but instead - is a skull and cross bones. Poison! No reciprocation- your shell of a soul has been left devoid, vacuous, unavailable. For She who lies, deceives- manipulator extraordinaire! Holds your heart captive and you-her schlemiel- poor you - are but a proxy of the man you could be -   you used to be- reduced to a living, breathing heartbreak- simply waiting to befall poor fools like me.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 5:18 PM UTC
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