Deceiver
A pain, a pleasure.
So deep, so bold.
From a lust so hot,
Or a heart so cold.
Can heal, can bleed,
So fast, so thick.
Flowing out the veins,
Cleaned with a lick.
You think, you act,
So quick, so smart.
But through your head,
Flew a dart.
Believe me here,
Believe me now.
I will deceive you.
Don't ask how.
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