She comes in all shapes,
But choses which you see.
She talks all of the languages,
But decides which to speak.
She wants to play the victim,
But she's really just the thief.
She speaks blatant truths
To hide the lies she speaks.
She makes you feel like forever,
But will leave you in a week.
She will promise you sunshine,
But will leave your skies dark, bleak.
She will shoot through your soul,
But say you pulled the trigger.
She will act like the doctor,
But she's the funeral director.
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Author:
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Offline) - Published: January 17th, 2019 11:02
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Comments1
I see you've met the ex.
Haha. Nice!
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