Never trust nor fall for a pretty face,
For beauty can be a deceiving embrace.
A mask of perfection, a facade of charm,
But underneath lies a heart that can harm.
With painted lips and eyes so bright,
They lure you in with their wicked might.
But beware, for their beauty is a disguise,
A trap of lies, a web of tangled ties.
They'll spin tales of love, of sweet words and praise,
But all they seek is a game to play.
They'll use their looks to get what they want,
And leave you broken, your heart to haunt.
Their smile may blind, their touch may entice,
But never forget, they're the masters of vice.
Their beauty is a weapon, a deadly sword,
And they'll use it against you, without a word.
They'll whisper sweet nothings, with lips so red,
But don't be fooled, it's all in their head.
Their eyes may sparkle, like diamonds in the sun,
But their intentions are cunning, their motives undone.
So never trust nor fall for a pretty face,
For they'll leave you in a dark, lonely place.
Their beauty may dazzle, but their heart is cold,
And in their grasp, you'll never hold.
They'll lead you on, with promises of love,
But their true intentions will rise above.
Their beauty may be like a rose in bloom,
But beware, for underneath lies a tomb.
A grave of broken hearts, their victims left behind,
Their beauty a curse, their intentions unkind.
They'll play with your emotions, like a puppet on a string,
But in the end, it's your heart that they'll sting.
So never trust nor fall for a pretty face,
For their beauty is a trap, a dangerous place.
Their words may be sweet, but their actions speak loud,
And in the end, it's your heart they'll shroud.
Their beauty may fade, as years go by,
But their deceitful ways will never die.
So don't be fooled by their appearance so fair,
For their pretty face is just a mask to wear.
In a world of illusions, they are the master,
But don't be swayed by their beauty, don't fall faster.
For true beauty lies within, in a heart pure and kind,
Not in a pretty face, with a twisted mind.
So never trust nor fall for a pretty face,
For their beauty is just a fleeting phase.
And when the mask falls, and the truth is revealed,
You'll see that their beauty was never truly sealed.
For a pretty face can hide a heart of stone,
But true beauty comes from within, on its own.
So don't be fooled by a pretty face,
For it's the heart that matters, in every case.
Authorship by: Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
®️ Never Trust Nor Fall for A Pretty Face
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