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Flora, by Titian
ElidethAbreu

**Traps of Love**

 
 
Oh, traps we weave for love’s embrace,
Disguising pain with a painted face.
We lure them in with tender guise,
But underneath, our deceit lies.
 
With feigned affection, we entrap,
Our words like honey, a sweet trap.
We promise vows, but break them all,
Leaving hearts shattered, lost in thrall.
 
We play with emotions, a cruel game,
Toying with feelings, all the same.
We build them up, then tear them down,
Leaving them broken, without a crown.
 
Oh, traps of love, how cruel they are,
Deceiving hearts, leaving behind a scar.
We claim to love, but our actions show,
That love’s true meaning, we do not know.
 
So let us break these traps we’ve made,
And seek love’s path, where hearts are laid.
Let truth and honesty guide our way,
And find a love that’s real, not a fray.
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