Broken

Affections of the Player

It was all an act,

Merely a disguise.

My carefully woven words were all lies.

For if you had looked deep enough,

False were my declarations of true love.

You finally gave me what I sought,

As I was leaving you looked as if you had been shot.

"Baby" you said "why are you being so frigid cold?"

Darling, didn't I tell you?

I have no soul.

Off I am to my next victim yes,

My goal? It is merely just pure sex.