Trickster.

So how's tricks?

I can use metaphors, too.

You think I'm a slut,

I think the same about you.



Pretend that you want me,

Pretend that you care,

You will fucking care,

When I'm no longer there.



Just a joke to you,

Mr. Practical Joker,

You're clingier than the tar on the lungs of a smoker.



You're the mocking bells on the jester's hat,

I'm the mouse and you're the fat cat.

I thought I was clever when playing with you,

But true players don't let their emotions come through.



You tricked me with your pretty words,

You appealed to my ego,

You made me laugh,

You made me cry,

But I still couldn't see, though...



My mistake wasn't made by letting you in,

Or falling in love with your eyes,

It was thinking that you were honest and true,

Thinking your smile was not a disguise.

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