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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required He was lying to me for months. The truth was nowhere to be found when I asked for it. He'd never release the tension in driver seat and took life so seriously. He kept me as his pet lover, just to see if he could fall in love with me. Kept me in his spider web for lies as if I was a fly. Feeding me shinin' words he thought I'd want to hear, but instead he never could keep me there. Thinkin' I was a puzzle he could unlock, but never had the pieces. His lies were bullets, his mouth's the gun, but the war in his anger could never be won. He should learn to put out the fire he was starting next time he fights. Nothing between him an I was EVER igniting. His lies were overwhelming in every direction they were coming. Now that the fog has lifted, I see clearly just how selfish he was being. Trying to get what he wanted, but then throw a tantrum like a 2yr old when it didn't go his way. Controlling women is the best game he can play. First instinct, should of stayed away from him, but my heart took control and I fell into his illusion. Through all of it was lies, he tried to hide behind a mask. Vulnerable, I clung to his emotionless words, those vindictive, narcissistic, words that came out of his mouth. He wanted so much out of life, but found out just how much life didn't want him. He was never real with me, never stable enough to handle me because, he's a prop in a play of his own lies called his downhill life. He took a wolf and kept me caged. Demanding I be with him, but he should've known, when he kept me caged, he soon became my prey. The moment he opened the door, is the moment I attacked. He should be more careful just who he cages cause when he least expected it, I attacked giving him no chance to survive. He shouldn't chase thrills if he can't handle the edge.
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