Oh Ashley, once I thought you the dream,
A beacon of desire with integrity gleamed.
You spoke of children, of desire so deep,
A promise of forever, of secrets to keep.
Yet as days unfurled, the truth was revealed,
Your ruse a shadow, your heart concealed.
I ignored the whispers, brushed off the disdain,
Believing your lies, though their truth was plain.
Listening to you, I shunned the wise,
Good souls you twisted, masked by your guise.
Innocent hearts turned hard and cold,
By actions of yours, so cruel and bold.
Nastiest and meanest, your true colors show,
A master of deceit, in darkness you grow.
No longer the dream, but a nightmare profound,
A friend turned stranger, lost and unfound.
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