Your sweet words turned to ash in my mouth.
Every kiss, dripped with deceit.
Your tongue is honey and poison.
You are a liar and a fake.
And so very good at it.
But your touch is seared, in my memories.
And I can’t help but
To want more.
I hate you but I want you.
You are a villain.

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Absolutely breathtaking. Raw. Honest. Amazing.
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Thank you 🙏🏽
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