She left
everything to chance
The chance
for romance
And that
night’s blind date
She began to
anticipate
There was
that glimmer of hope that he could be the one
But if that
didn’t happen
She was
determined to have fun
When they
met she was pleasantly surprised
He was well-mannered
and cultured
Not what
she’d surmised
And although
it wasn’t love at first sight
Her feeling
was good
Something
felt right
The night
started well
He was so
full of fun
So charming
and gentle
She thought
he was the one
But he hid
the monster well
It was all a
charade
And not easy
to tell
Like others
before her
She was
easily swayed
And for that
naivety
Her life she
paid
And just like
the others
She never
saw the signs
Another of
his victims
His bloody Valentines
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