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Trap

  • Robby Seebach
  • Jul 24, 2018
  • 1 min read

She needed the attention. She needed the feeling of want. She was playing a dangerous game that no one could realize until it was too late. She was like a Venus flytrap, letting victims in and devouring all their love. He would do anything to be with her, but was unaware of the consequences. She let him in, played the game, and attacked when he got too close. She ripped his heart out, leaving him in the past with nothing left. The hope for love vanished from him. He wondered if it could ever return.

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