THE PLAYER

I hate to tell you this, but you are a cheater,

And my friend you are a lier,for I know sometimes

When you are just lying.I can see you through,my PC,even

Though you might not know.Your bag of candied coated

Sweets, keep them for next halloween and the kids.

Those sweet words my lier friend, are like poison instead

Of honey.For you not telling me at all the truth, just a

Lot of lies, stumbling, flowing through my PC screen, over

And over again, like a replay of an old movie.

You are just a cheater and a player, you say you want

Commitment, but you are out there to play and have your

Silly fun, and break somebody's heart.

But I'am not your inocent prey,or your toything Mr.Goodbar

I know your game,to fall for you, and too honest and true

To play your games or any game like that at all.

You go collecting women, not for friendship but for fun and

Your selfish sake.Your girlfriend or wife, you don't seem

To care for those.How very sad!and you have no even shame!

You think doing things behind their backs, can't hurt them

Hurt your life, or someone else.But you are so wrong, because

The past can come to hunt us, and sooner or later, a cheater

Or a lyer, will get caught.And destroy so fast all your castles in the air.So your player ways make sick, instead of

Impressed.Because sadly you are just another cheater,lier and

A player.Another sad casualty in the beautiful world of the web.How very sad!And I know, that you know when you read this poem, who you really are.Are you Mr.Nice Guy or just another

Player from my poem?



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I loved this one.... sorry I have not been reading much of your work lately..... but have been trying to knock out some of those that never get looked at.....