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Tributes to Lovers I met my predator on Craigslist;
he pursed me and showed interest.
He said all the right things
that I've always wanted to hear.
My woundedness ate up every word
because I wanted to believe him.
I thought he cared about me,
but he was just grooming me.
He saw someone he could mold
into his own personal slave.
I did everything he asked of me
so that he stayed by my side.
I complied with all his wishes
because I didn't want to lose him.
But I realized he was using me
entirely for his enjoyment.
