The gambling whore came round today. She saw that I was lonely and wanted company. I looked at her as she sat down next to me looking so good and tempting. She always has that seductive and vexing smile which promises so much more than she delivers. She promises excitement and pleasure, but it always ends in heartache. Oh, she will tease you and get your blood rushing, raising your passions and leading you to act impulsively. But in the end you never get what you need, because she gives nothing. It is only an illusion of happiness and satisfaction that you chase. And when you are on your knees begging for more, she abandons you to your own private hell.
The gambling whore came calling today and as much as I wanted to believe her, I didn't. I turned and walked away. But she'll be back wearing a sexy new dress and a intoxicating new fragrance, trying to lure me once again, because she knows how easily it is for me to fall for her lies.
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