It came like an insidious, thief in the night

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A battle for your soul and inner light

He whispered words of love with a backhand

A dance between love and hate in no-man’s land

He’ll bring an apology, flowers and pretty lies

But now you can see through his clever disguise

Gather your heart and run as fast as you can

From that poor excuse of a soulless man


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