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He was the definition of being Handsome
Girls were at his beck and call
They swarm around him like bees
He was their Hermes
Charming and adorable
He was simply lovable at first sight
But his intentions were not as his looks
He was handsomely a cheat
He was a player
He would get them at an instance
And dump them at that instance
He saw them as weaklings
They were to be disposed
Until he found her
His Pandora, his true love
He wouldn't stop breaking hearts
While on the road some day
He met her
He felt his looks could get her
But she was too principled to be his
He sought every opportunity to get her
But all to no avail
He had never failed in getting any girl before
But why this one?
He would cry and roam about to see her
She still didn't want him
He did everything impressive
But still she wouldn't glance at him
Other girls were not appealing any longer
He cried all day and night
But she had her lover
He saw her in white dress
And Her lover in suit
Then he knew why he couldn't get her
And now he eventually lost her.

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