I feel used

Like a trophy for ur mantle

Did u ever even care

Or was it just a conquest for u, a gamble

You rolled the dice and won

Another heart upon ur shelf

U enjoyed me when u could

Then went home to someone else.

With a tender touch

and sweetly seductive kisses

U claimed what wasn’t urs

Cunningly taking ur mistress

Booze and cheap hotels

That’s how u treated ur Princess

Darkened corners and shadowy bars

Were allies to ur wishes

At ur Beck and call

The damsel laid in wait

While u caressed another

Taunting the gods of fate.

And off you ride again

Leaving another in your wake

Caring nothing for her hurt and tears

Just another mistake.


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