I feel sorry for you 

Have you thought this through 

Once bitten twice shy 

Are you tempted hoping to die 

You have a soft heart l, but a solid lie 

Your mind is being used 

Are you really that confused ?


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Once bitten

Poetry is like

a mosquito.

Once bitten

the itch

is not appeased

by the scratching.