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Temporary Ink
Love gets treated like a game
heart strings are plucked and pulled
harmonious melodies elude
out of tune, every song the same...
unsure where to place the blame
Lonely, pure hearts are fooled
yet all are forced to suit up and play
asked to serve their heart as a gourmet buffet
risking exposure to horseplay and soul decay
scrambling to avoid being scorched in the flames
But these days,
seems ‘winning’ accomplishes nothing...
unconvinced there’s anything of value to gain
Is the search for love worth the pain?
love appearing as nothing more than a soul leeching drain
Love
has lost its charm
as morality and values putter
over time, it became
a mishmoshed teeter totter
of uneven give and take
as people desire every blissful drip
from love’s canteen
while unwilling to give the same
staying true to poor love hygiene
through hell or high water
undependable, inconsistent lovers expecting consistency
liars crusading for honesty
vengeful souls demanding amnesty
fakes claiming real is rare
allergic to authenticity
undercover haters alleging to have your back -tried and true
serial cheaters with ‘loyal’ tattooed upon their flesh
false advertisers confidently backing their own trash
What you see is never what you get
So much heartbreak could be avoided
loves promises left umthwarted
If givers of love arrived
with honest intentions from the start
Rather than attempting to toy and gamble with another’s heart
knowing the masquerade will inevitably fall apart
leaving affections to turn bitter and tart
causing trust to quickly depart
Still they choose to roll the dice
assuming borrowed time will suffice
for them to take just enough
before their unwary love supply calls their bluff
Promises written in invisible ink
disappearing before the naked eye
pen left dripping from love letters drenched in tears of betrayal, bled dry
memories rendered to ash
mirages of love dying in a flash
Time and time again
life has proven, it’s undeniably true
loyalty is nothing more than
a temporary tattoo
heart strings are plucked and pulled
harmonious melodies elude
out of tune, every song the same...
unsure where to place the blame
Lonely, pure hearts are fooled
yet all are forced to suit up and play
asked to serve their heart as a gourmet buffet
risking exposure to horseplay and soul decay
scrambling to avoid being scorched in the flames
But these days,
seems ‘winning’ accomplishes nothing...
unconvinced there’s anything of value to gain
Is the search for love worth the pain?
love appearing as nothing more than a soul leeching drain
Love
has lost its charm
as morality and values putter
over time, it became
a mishmoshed teeter totter
of uneven give and take
as people desire every blissful drip
from love’s canteen
while unwilling to give the same
staying true to poor love hygiene
through hell or high water
undependable, inconsistent lovers expecting consistency
liars crusading for honesty
vengeful souls demanding amnesty
fakes claiming real is rare
allergic to authenticity
undercover haters alleging to have your back -tried and true
serial cheaters with ‘loyal’ tattooed upon their flesh
false advertisers confidently backing their own trash
What you see is never what you get
So much heartbreak could be avoided
loves promises left umthwarted
If givers of love arrived
with honest intentions from the start
Rather than attempting to toy and gamble with another’s heart
knowing the masquerade will inevitably fall apart
leaving affections to turn bitter and tart
causing trust to quickly depart
Still they choose to roll the dice
assuming borrowed time will suffice
for them to take just enough
before their unwary love supply calls their bluff
Promises written in invisible ink
disappearing before the naked eye
pen left dripping from love letters drenched in tears of betrayal, bled dry
memories rendered to ash
mirages of love dying in a flash
Time and time again
life has proven, it’s undeniably true
loyalty is nothing more than
a temporary tattoo
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