Promises In Vain

After ignoring me for a long while.

The way he spoke to me was vile.

I offered him another try.

He blew that too with a lie.

Smelled his girlfriend from a mile.

She had the breath of a crocodile.

Her stories were always the same.

The cold bitch noone could tame.

Though I never believed their wile.

There was moxie in his style.

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