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Learning from a bad break up

I can't tell you how much it sickens me to think of how you use people.
Brings tears to my eyes and puts a knot in my stomach.
Using your sexuality and others desires of you, to get what you want and make you feel better about yourself.
All the while you burn those around you,
filling their heads with desire like the Pied Piper,
calling to them like the Sirens from Odysseus.
Sing your song, play your flute, call to others one by one and two by two.
But the one who will fall in the end is you.


Man and a good deceiver to boot.
You spun your web and caught me like a fly.
Laced your web with colorful words and beautiful images.
Do you think you will be able to do this for the rest of your life?
How far will you run with this mask of deception?


Manipulator, worker of magical ways.
Shock and awe with ideas of grander lives.
Giver of nothing more than lies.
I hope with my all that you will get yours. I know little by little as others get to know you, respect will be lost.
Respect that will never be able to retain again once that truth has been broken and lost.


You will never hurt me again.
You will never come close to my heart again.
You will never,
Use me,

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