Lies...
Lies, lies, lies….
How can you trust someone who would sell your intelligence short, assuming you don’t know who they ****.
To look into your eyes with deceitful daggers, should I have just handed you a gun and told you pull the trigger?
Aim to my heart and aim to my soul, lovers once, but no more.  You think all is lost but now friendship is the goal? ******* ***** I PITY THE FOOL!!!!
Alas I am but a mere jester in the court of naive souls. I laugh at my judgment and guffaw at my last boy scout role.
Always prepared to throw my heart in a knot, to save someone’s emotions from drowning in some devious plot.
The fact of the matter when you decide to be the hero of the day, your ignorance is truly bliss for you get seasoned like a Cornish hen and then flambéed.
Yes I am hurt, I can feel the burn, for once it was 8 times I felt it driven into my arm.  All those know me to be for ever long, a hapless romantic with a heart on my sleeve and a demon buried strong.
At this time I feel no remorse, to write about my regret I admit! -  A foolish discourse.  
I regret none which is past, but I retell it in this final HURRAH!
When it comes down to it, why do we lie? It is human I admit, but WHY WHY WHY?????