Master Manipulator...

a poem by Myrna Martin, USA

I thought of you today...
I wish I could say it was pleasant...
It was not...
I can not believed you lied...
I shake my head at the thought..
Master manipulator...
Venom drenched lies...
You are really good...
Damn it to hell...
That sweet, sickly, poison...
I was under your spell...
But, lies become uncovered...
Nothing hidden, stays that way...
What is done in darkness...
Comes out in the day...
@Myrna Martin
8.1.17

Anger
Pain...
To End One's Life So Young...

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