I gave my heart to a whore, and somehow I expected more.I pledged to be hers forever, but lost her to another.
Draining my patience and stores, she operated as all whores do, demanding security without the sweat equity. Those who protest, "she's no whore", are blinded by her, nothing more. If you observe for a moment, watch as she captures your heart and turns it into her gain. In her world, your love dies in vain sacrificed to her appetite, that won't take only one bite. Coz my heart is with the whore, I learned from her how to make more. All that is me is for sale. I'll gut my heart without a wail for any who might elevate my standing among the great. I know one day she will see, her grave mistake on leaving me. I gave my heart to a whore, so from me never expect more. Before I could only survive, from her, I learned how to thrive. On that path, I will stay true, as my riches and fame accrue, until she finds a fellow whore, better than any quick score.
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