A Message to CC @P

You know that's a good idea for a poem topic.

Interesting. Where did that come from?

Not that good ... but here you go and oops not from CC@P but EOP

"I can't believe how gullible the people on this site are"

Always a false word
Falling upon gullible ears
Winning over many
Trust is now abused

Deceiving all around
Uncaring of who gets hurt
Speaking magical words
Creating heartfelt wounds

“Just another site”
Many famous words
People will believe anything
“If” only to have a friend

Accepted with open arms
Never questioned about intensions
Loved no matter what
For naive ness is set in

© Sherry Lynn Hull Richardson

Love you Bob, I truly mean that with all my heart! You are one of the few that remains true and is a friend to everyone. Always willing to give a helping hand to anyone that you can.

Curiously I ask: What now....?

I hope this is what you want. I am not from CC&P, but I can feel your pain.

I'll Be Anything You Want Me To Be
By: Twisted Heart

I'm just letters pure and simple, upon this vacant screen
Twisted to accommodate what you want me to be

I'll tell you words you want to hear
what ever it takes to ease your mind
To make my love and dreams sound real
So some comfort you will find.

I'll gladly fill each story with deception if I must
Just to make you think that I'm the one that you can trust.

I'll wield a yarn or two for you
And love I'll send to you each day
I'll tell you how my love is true
Head games I do not play.

I'll be all you want for I know what lies ahead
Because I've found true love again that I had thought was dead.

I'll take your deepest fantasies
And find a way to make them true
I'll make you feel the ecstasy
Of what my love can do.

No way will I be discovered for the fraud that I became
When I wrote a lie or two, there's always someone else to blame.

After all, what is a lie,
If it was told to give you peace
It surely served it's purpose
At least, It did for me.

It'll never come back to haunt me I know this for a fact
A little simple word or two, I can always take them back.

Who's going to know the outcome
I can start a fight with you
Then you'll be so mad at me
You'll be the one who'll say we're through.

Then I can be the victim, of the games you played with me
When you said you loved me, here on this vacant screen.

Dang, you probably tricked me into something...Knowing how gullible I am at times.

Have you read my poem the truth hurts Bob?

Wrote it the night before shit hit the fan...