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she will find you when you don't want to be found.

through dark spaces, 

she moves, 

like fluid,

to suffice her desires.

and when your guard is down and in unsuspecting ways

you're drawn to her; 

for she 

won't stop

until you are hers.

in webs of deceit and nets of lies, 

you justify your lust for her.

she knows your temptation

as sweet as her scent,

and try as you may

there is no escape.

for the hearts of men are easily moved

from one woman to the next.

and as you read this,

a truthful warning,

you're being lured 

and drawn to her burn.

but i shall not re-write this tale

nor try and convince you 

that you're different from the rest.

because when she moves in 

on unsuspecting hearts

she leaves you more broken

than before.