Oh Trickster
So... smooth
Smooth manipulater
Right now I only think
What you make me believe
What is it this time
Is my loyalty insufficient
No haha my insecurities unfounded
Why not? Love for sure is unrequited
...
....
Is it me or my family?
Am I not enough?
Do I not... care... For you?
Is it my hair?
Do I nag?
Should I lift my tail and wag?
Is it my tears?
Do I not cry
enough?
ENOUGH! TELL Me that I am enough
Is it because my blood doesn't flow
From these wounds?
Is it because I pretend
Not to know
Is it my heart
Is it my HEART
IS IT MY HEART!!!
Ohhhhh tricksterrrrr
Sigh... I love you too
...
....
.....
......What a wicked thing to say
As you see me crying
Now... You Kiss me
...
...
Such a wicked thing to do
YOU KNOW that I'm DYING
...
You see these TEARS
But you continue to whisper
You know my fears
But you entice
And lead me on this way
You fan my flames
But douse my fire into an ember
Oh... You Trickster
You showed me love
But you have never been my lover
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