You romanced me,
called me beautiful,
made me feel important.
I was entranced,
perhaps charmed by you.
You made me feel safe,
like i was always secure.
You dumped me in dumpster.
That was when i was sure,
the lies that you told me,
and how i was in a sugar coated glaze,
was all in your planning,
to hurt this poor beaten soul that is mine.