In the realm of deception, where shadows dance,
A man emerges, a master of false romance.
With silvered tongue, he spins a web of lies,
Promising love eternal, beneath deceitful skies.
His words, like silk, caress the eager ears,
As he weaves tales of passion, erasing all fears.
He paints a portrait of trust and devotion,
But beneath his facade lies a heart in motion.
Beware the promises of this cunning knave,
Whose intentions are dark, his soul but a cave.
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