Jane Frye

Charming but not Sincere

Hey, you got away with it.

Stole my heart,

Only to play with it.

You baited me and I fell for it.

Now my heart is giving me hell for it.

I know it was overdue.

Just a matter of time before I fell for a man like you.

Now I'll pay my dues,

And I'll sing the blues,

But in the end

I'll dance again.

Comments1

  • Goldfinch60

    May that dance lead you to the man who will truly love you.

    • Jane Frye

      Thank you. Just a poem, no real drama.



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