Heartbreaker

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is about a heartbreaker's point of view.

Submitted: June 09, 2017

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Heartbreaker

I mess with their pretty heads;
Making them believe I'll wake up in their beds.
I could take them straight to paradise,
And grant all the things they fantasized.

But I rather stay home alone,
Because my heart is cold as sone.
None of 'em is ever enough;
Guess nobody taught me how to love.

So I just go on breaking hearts;
I shoot them down with lethal darts.
Letting them believe they could change my ways,
But I never truly stay.

And I know they all hate my guts,
As in their skins I leave deep cuts.
But I don't really ever care;
Life it ain't always fair.

So I use them to fulfill my needs,
But I never plant any seeds.
For I know that love is weakness,
And what I do ain't nobody's business.

Call me a heartbreaker, call me a whore,
But I always leave them wanting more. 
I'll still mess with their pretty little heads,
But I will never stay the night in their beds. 


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