Honestly Honest
I admit I was duped
But you were the one that stooped
So low that it was
Child's play to deliver the blow
I probably should have known
You were lying
Your lips were moving
Your mind devising
A plan to look out for its own
A crooked smile
And warm brown eyes
The perfect visage
For a traitorous guise
You weaved a tangled web
And didn't expect me
To catch you stupid and empty
And decipher your twisted head
In the end, doing what I do best
Pulling one over
on you instead.
Holy shit...awesome poem!
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