'Manipulation'
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those long nights by the lakethose beautiful blue eyesthey were almost as bright as mine you would tell methose shimmering stars glowing like the way my necklace did in your handsthe way you would run your hands through your hairit reminded me of
I'm scared of the manipulator
I'm scared of the puppeteer
I'm scared of the demon
I am so scared of you
From the second I saw you
I knew
I knew your tricks
I knew how you operated
Tell me Mr. Hero, what have You done?
Is this not my story?
You’ve commandeered the issue
my newest release
There,
See Your summons in the sky
That which obscures my image
I thought I was special when he talked to me.
Our eight year age difference intrigued me.
Laughter and sweet small talk consumed our weeks.
His vast charisma and poise decived me.
Dichotomy
So often found in the strangest of places
Reminds us why
Living can be both melancholy and euphoric.
She
