HE SPEAKS.. But is she listening?

 
 

He speaks of adoration and 
Of what he feels inside. 
She sits and listens intently, 
He holds her hand and smiles. 

He seeks her admiration and 
Tells of his love within. 
She beams into his eyes 
And believes his words again. 

He begs, 'Please don't doubt me 
for all I need is you'. 
A tear slides down her face 
He said his love was true. 

Can she not feel the lies,  
and the false front, he wears 
Can she not see,  
He is just using her. 

I stop the tape and eject 
It's not worth a rewind 
A waste of my money 
I have been robbed blind. 

 © 27 April. 1999By TeAnne

 
© 1999 TeAnne (All rights reserved)
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