The game called love 081116
So well he had played
The game called loveSystematically disarming
All her defencesThe mixture of half truths and liesThat he dished outDay after dayMade her decisions fuzzyThe passions were at a highPumped upBy his disarming charmAnd her wish to find love.And then they metHe held her handsHis eyes looking into herLooking deep inside herMaking her weak in the kneesThe rest was easyHe had scripted it well.He came all preparedFor a killSo cleverly disguised as love..
08/11/16
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