No More Chances
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I
gave
him a
second chance,
a third and fourth chance.
He was a smooth talker- a fraud!
Prisoner of pretty words, I did not see the truth,
oh, I was smitten easy prey for a skilled abuser and yet I miss him still!
His
words
pretty,
charming ways,
his fierce deep kisses!
My chain was sweet lust and desire,
it was hard to push him away- it took all my strength.
I was smitten an easy prey for an evil man skilled at getting what he wants!
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September 3, 2016
Poetry/Fibonacci/No More Chances
Copyright Protected, ID 16- 825-496-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, Let's Talk About It
sponsor, Richard Lamoureaux
First Place
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Submitted to the contest, Second Chances
sponsor, Nayda Ivette Negron
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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