Craddle Robber.

Picture perfect,
Painted face,
Young girl.


Kiss her goodnight,
She could do better than you,
You tell her someday,
Someday a wedding,
Someday a baby.

Are you lying or are you just as fooled as her?
Why did you promise her a happy ending?
Innocence she can't take back, stolen.
But I still see it, when she glances over,
She's still there, somewhere unsure.
The fairy-tales she deserves,
You'd never give her.

You don't love her,
You never have,
Lusted her.

Another cradle robber.





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