Struggling, sinking in sadness
Bruised, beaten down again
Manipulated, heart naive
Believing once, you were a friend
Trusting words you whispered
With love, held near and dear
Easing the soul of sorrow
Pain slowly, disappeared
Smiling in satisfaction's wake
Thought perhaps you were the one
A completion of my person
Soul's hunt for love, now done
Plotted, planned and persecuted
To perfection, the master plan
Payback, like a childhood prank
Masterfully crafted, by evil’s hand
Laughing in the face of fidelity
A player of skin delight
Compassion drained and bled
Sick in your glory, without fight
Winner of wanton deceit
A Houdini of the heart
Fooled from the beginning
Deceived, lost, torn apart
Winner of wanton deceit! There nothing but emtiness in this mans soul, beautifully written
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I would like to translate this poem
a good poem, beautifully eloquent...10