Silvertongue

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There once was a pretty boy
who fell upon his face
and seeing all the damage done
lost his onyl place.

He used to charm
and bedazzle the mind.
Upon losing it all
only to find...

...find that no one really liked him,
for he was false and obsolete.
Too much use of his only tongue,
now smashed and incomplete.

For I, also, know this of him
because I was sad and blue.
He made me believe anything he said
and soon, you'll succumb too!

He may no longer be a looker
but that won't hide the truth.
He'll still catch you with a whisper of his tongue.
His manners umkempt and uncooth.

And all the truth behind the lie
is that he's just your typical asshole,
but you'll end up believing
'Cuz all you want is to feel whole.

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