You sweetly utter my name
But you love another dame

Your love I know
Is only for a show

Your kisses on my lips
Excites hatred that sips

Your touch on my skin
Is like a penetrating pin

Your hugs on my hip
Is like anaconda's grip

You can not fool me now
I shall forget you somehow

This foolish love is a disease
That has to to be cured to cease

Is the only way this hurting pain
Can vanish with freedom to gain