my narcissist

he swept in
crooning all
his textbook
rehearsed
come ons
he was famous once
lost his mojo
cruel compliments
disguised
as advice
sexual demon
gaslighting
he slithered in
professing profound
love digging
his claws in
i knew he was
the devil
in skinny jeans
but i adored
the sickness
that made
me feel alive



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