Lipstick and Chanel, is all she left behind and scratches on my back I hope my girlfriend doesnt find
I didn't stand a chance she knew exactly what she wanted and now I know prey feels how it feels to be hunted
Everything she said was right she played me like a toy coming on all flustered, scared innocent and coy
By the time I knew it was too late she had me in her spell and now that I have been released I'm left alone in hell
You have no idea the torment the guilt and shame I feel it was like something in a movie it just seemed so unreal
Its like I stood there watching like some kind of sick ****** as she gave herself right to him and he gave himself to her
But now the movies over cast and cameras spent and all I can remember is that colour and that scent
Lipstick and Chanel, bright red and oh so sweet only time will tell now the future that I'll meet.
ŠA Thomas Hawkins 2010 http://poetryinprogress.com
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