A fantasy of finding myself In a magical forest the deeper Into the forest I
walked the more believable the fantasy became
Finding myself eventually
stood In a clearing there a waterfall and this pretty girl sat swinging her legs dipping her feet In the water
She smiled she wasn't afraid of me didn't even seem surprised that I was there at all, she beckoned to me
sit beside
She was so pretty she handed me a brush that lay beside her, I began to brush her loverly hair beautiful and long It
was
It covered the Intimate part of her body for she was completely ***** but
she didn't object to my stare for the most beautiful figure she
had
It seemed she had total trust In me she stood taking my hand lifting me to my feet then to lead me much further Into
forest
where she and I made beautiful love together It was a fantasy I never wanted  to leave
would have been more than happy to stay In the fantasy with that beautiful girl forget about reality wouldn't find this In real
World

Waste of time, tears, and companionship
Creator of my joy
Destroyer of the same
Everything isn't enough
Nothing ever is
Speak of others
Using me to their advantage.
You became worse than them.
Speak of others
Being distant.
You became further than them

No more speak of others
It was you
Your intention
A plan of your own invention
To manipulate
To play
To leave

And my days are
so lonely my
nights I rarely
sleep
Recalling all my
memories, and
of the lovely
times we
had
And sometimes
I breakdown In
tears, other times
memories turn to
laughter
Maybe one day I
my live again, but
fear I'm to old now
to change, can't
teach an old dog
new tricks probably
that Is true, so for now
I have my memories
and those magical moment
I shared with
you

Thinking about it all
We come to realize that it was all nonsense
The 'love' promised by him   was just deceit and fake
He just lied to lure young and naive girls into his deadly trap
Deceiving them through fake love, lies and deception of words that don't come from the depths of his heart
But words that has already being rehearsed over and over again in his confined places, to his
friends
He goes to some  ladies with these rehearsed words and make them fall for their tricks in order to reduce and use the ladies to nothing but their *** *****
But for ladies who know the tricks of men so well are considered as "The Wise Ones"  because they've understood the tricks of men so well that they themselves can never be tricked again by any man on earth

Turn their fate into fear
Dabble in the arts trickery
Shout out those who shout at others
And never leave your heart with another