DECEIT IS A SILENT KILLER
Deceit is a silent killer
Yet so many wear it well
They master the art of pretending
And call the mask a shield.
Like her
She crowned me with tender lies
Draped in robes of sweet illusion
And I, the fool, saw no disguise.
I was blind
To the poison in her touch
Too drunk on the way she smiled
Too far gone to feel the clutch.
I mistook the trap for tenderness
The dagger for a kiss
Wrapped in warmth that withered me
And still, I called it bliss.
Little did I know
I was held by hands that planned my fall
In the arms of lovely hate
Until I lost it all.
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