Updated: Dec 1, 2019
Heart similar to the foolish fly caught up within a web.
Deception the detour sign, intentions disguised,
you are misled.
Grasping stolen moments, memories borrowed from time
When love deceives, it rose colors truth, and eyes grow blind.
Needing to belong
Unable to view the forest from the trees
Deception entwines reality with a fantasy
Losing the ability to decipher reasons from a lie
A victim of emotions
That allows a heart to fantasize
Entangled by the web of hunger
He is not searching for a mate
Foolish fly, you are just diner On the spider's plate.
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