Slight of hand

That was a clever little ruse

Quite a quick slight of hand,

You have all the tools

To be so very deceptive,

You smile at my face innocently

With a knife at my back,

You do this so effortlessly

But I see you and all you do,

You’re not quite as sly as you think

Because I know you and you’re not true,

And your honesty has a malodorous stink,

You think you’re smart and very cleve

But I see through all your endeavours,

I hear you creeping in through the door

Then my heart pounds and we are at war,

Because see you and all you do

Because you are not as quiet as you think,

Because I know you and you’re not true

And you push me each day closer to the brink,

Which causes me to react and my heart to sink.

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