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Choices In the beginning, His representative greeted me His intentions intrigued me His senses consumed me My associate did not mind My goals were far behind So therefore I was inclined His humor gripped me His charm enamored me His crimes seduced me I shared his laughter My gifts came only after His every word was my master His love enveloped me His loyalties defined me His passions were part of me The emotions I returned My commitment to him I learned My affections for him earned Like a snail in quicksand, two years went by and … His emotions confused me His accusations baffled me His love was leaving me His feelings for me were no more His truths bought from a store His feelings were for a whore His anger frightened me His hands he laid on me His lies sickened me The temper was out of hand His touch I could not stand His promises only plans His abuse confined me His absences relieved me His returns spooked me He was an evil man Dirty as sand And only loved his fans His eyes were only spies He filled my heart with lies This he cannot deny So my representative said goodbye Face it bad choices make good stories Author Karen Powell

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Date: 4/8/2019 4:50:00 PM
You have an interesting style, this was quite the transformation.
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