A-Dick-Ted

He’s the guy you wished you saw on every street corner
As you walked away from the last guy who upset you at the last street walk over
Someone who makes your heart flutter at the very thought of him saying hi
You never questioned if it was were you, no one else was around when he passed by
Devilish smile, angelic eyes, vice grip hands that made you believe
Believe his words, his stories, his alibis

You were his character witness for his many trails
His last line of defense for any offense that was thrown against him
Violent mobs with their high pitched screams lay evidence to his choice of sin
You mute them, because they’re just being a distraction, a test, something that doesn’t apply to you
Ignore them with silence after all its bliss, the women are just jealous they don’t have a clue
Of what you two have even though he has never said it to the ever aware world
On second thought you start to wonder, “Surely there is at least one person he already told!?”

Smirks are his trademark after he got what he wanted
he has your trust, your loyalty to him it’s just fashion he flaunted
strong chains grip your neck to prevent you from releasing your cries
The irony with the stainless steel it’s what you believed were the ties
The bonds between two souls, two hearts, two bodies
It is now exposed to show him as the master and you ONE of his dummies
Serial liar, serial killer; this dick broke many hearts, the number too great to remember
Rumour has it he stole each heart and placed them on a movie reel so he could laugh at it later
You hate him and you love him, you try to avoid but you still want him
He was your teddy bear, your comfort for the night while you slept in delusion
Now he’s your enemy, your muse for pain, regret and yet still…your addiction

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