Caught At Your Own Game Poem by kente lucy

Caught At Your Own Game



I knew you were lying!
Your sweet nothing words,
Were nothing but a bait to lay me.
You were a wolf in a sheep's skin,
A green snake in green grass.
Hahah you found me awake;
thank God I survived your
sugar coated lies,
survived your heart break,
the pain of nursing it
Heheh you cant catch me
you were beaten at your own game!

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