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| Vain Harpy by Sandara |
Wrapped in bows of false sincerity
Wearing a cloak of silky deceit
Feigning helplessness and gentle ways
She lured him with her guile
Spinning a web of artifice
Dark eyes beckoned and flickered
Ensnared in her clutches
She held him to her bosom
And lavished him with kisses
His sworn oath already given
The deception was revealed
Yet he believed his love would heal
The self-hatred of his beloved tormentor
Displeased with her skin, her color, her girth
Unsure of her beauty and her self-worth
Delusions clouded her thinking as well
Overly suspicious the malicious shrew
Unleashed her claws and animosity grew
Distortions and fabrications pushed and pulled
Contradictions and false affection confused him
He yearned and loathed conflicted
Alienated and devastated he goes on
Resigned to his cruel companion
Underhandedness and duplicity the only exchange
Vindictive and evil her skin shines clear
The harpy thrives and he lives in fear