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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Friday, February 21, 2014

The Charmer

His superficial charm
is meant to conceal harm from view
Don't let him seduce you
His words are forced, untrue-spoken
to make you feel broken
You are prey, a token to keep
til there's no more to reap
You are only a cheap toy, used
then tossed aside, abused
feeling beaten up, bruised, and bare
Don't think that he will care
On to his next affair he goes
A jackal in men's clothes
He won't stop for he knows his skill.


2 comments:

Brian Miller said...

smiles.
there are def those you have to watch out for...the silver tongues especially...

Mynx said...

scary :)