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His kisses are laced with poison.

He intertwines his fingers with mine

and guides me through a desert of sorrow

He left me there and promised

he'd come back for me tomorrow

An eternal optimist

with a hopelessness complex

Winds blow the sand

and there is grit in my teeth

I squint, but the grains 

slap my face and make it to my eyes anyway.

Red-rimmed eyes and tears of betrayal

I should have known better

He leaves me for dead

To drown in sand dunes of sadness.