A Deceiving Truth
Step by step, in a stroll with me, She accompanies my solitary decree. Her pledge falters, desires unfold, Needs showcased like tales of old. Never quite sincere, she strides, Beside me, like promiscuous tides. Her ego lingers, then withdraws, Courtesy pressed, yet she bypasses. Those alleys of civility, she adores, Above love, I fear, upon distant shores. On one untamed day, sheβll depart,β¦
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