Deceived

Time stood still. It was the beginning, though many could not see the eyes of the deceiver. Lost in a world of love. The eyes too calm and caring they did not see it was the deceiver they were with. Too open, holding out its hand and carrying voices of tranquility in its song.

The deceiver would wait. Till the one it was with would share love, harmony, honesty, and accord. Then the false lover would hurt the ones with a simple gesture. Walking away not caring what it has hurt.

I have seen the deceiver with my own eyes; I have felt its touch with my own heart. I have stood before it and cried. I have seen it walk away.

But the next time the deceiver shall come, I shall be the false lover and not be hurt. I will pretend to love and care. I will sing its songs of tranquility. I will walk away without a care.

Only to find I was deceived, once again.

(All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form.) This one of many from my book.

Comments welcome. But no critiques.

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It's nice but sad.

Most of the stuff I write is that way.

judging by the response i see why my book never sold many copies lol

I was by god 1 time

IconicMemory, nice write. Keep in mind that responses may be slow, but if your writing truly comes from within you then there will always be those who are willing to read and understand.