Please

I'm no fluffy bunny.
Though I admit Paris Hilton is a whore.

Many more of those around.
Bunnies, I mean.

I don't need your care.
I don't need your love.
I assure you, it's one sided.
Like my two faces.

My words will break you.
So don't think yours hurt.
My lies willl make you.
Feel like you're the dirt.
On the back of my shoe.
Is printed
"I don't love you"
"Property of no-one"

A typo
Common:
You story.

Try it.
You know you'll love it.

I'll fly out the widow.
Another error.
Down the slinky.
And then you'll have to
Chase me
But please
Erase me.

As I said
There are many whores.
You tattoed your name
Across my sin.
Etched in desire.

I want the effect.
Not the cause.
I want the feeling.
Bow down and applaud.

I'll tell you this:
I'm the playboy.
Not the bunny.

So please.
Leave me.
So I can use the
Strands of your
Broken
Dreams
To climb out of this sea of lust.