I am scared to think how you've come about
So slyly
I shudder to ponder how you have re-arose
So decidedly
Re-entered my life like a bandit
Who dares to admit he's a philanderer
Tough and thin, wry and loose
Not particularly scared of the noose
Deceitful and cold, shy and proud
But he'd never dare say that aloud
He's skating on thin ice
But far more insidious is his devise
Don't take the bait
It's not too late
Repair your soul and let yourself live.
Free.
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