Thrusting without trusting
Not love but lust,in
time she sees how much
of it she has lost....time that is
See like an hourgla** with
a crack at the back it was
wasted, all the sand spilling out
and she still never
tasted,the sweetness that is love
I guess she was too busy
dining at the table of deceit,
sharing empty promises of forever
everytime she would meet
someone new
A twisted game
she played,something of a
prelude to the carnal feast
Strikingly similar to the
black widow,she spun her web
of lies, then
decapitated her mate
Confessing her emotional
unavailability,that relationships
aren't her thing but
the s** was great
Surrounded by an impenetrable
fortress,her walls unbreakble
her time has run out
she's too far gone,unsavable
She has trust issues
no thrust issues
no relationships but many notches
in her bed post,guess she's also
got lust issues
she'll do horizontal tango
then tomorrow won't want you
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