Singleton

I've lowered my expectations from idiot height
and still scare men off before the first date
Do I have desperate writ large on my forehead?
I'm so sadly aware I can't get a mate
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Prey

I won't trust you or relax
But I'll smile and pretend
And this carapace of ice
Will fool you in the end
You'll think you'll have me won
But you can't own a soul
And when you try to find my heart
You'll find a bleeding hole
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Eyetest

My taste in men is far worse than my eyesight

Are my rosetinted spectacles to blame?
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One Night

An exchange of saliva, not heart Makes it easier when the time comes to depart ©cih06

The Obsessor

I get overly optimistic
Interpret everything as signs that you'll love me eternal
Which, I suppose, you may well do
But only in a manner fraternal
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Football Fan

No matter what a nice man you may be
How hard working, a good husband and father
I, a lone female, feel intimidated
Faced by you, colour clad, clutching your lager
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Chapel Hat Pegs

The purpose of a padded bra
Is to not show the world how cold you are
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Selection Box

My choices in men and in chocolate
Are depressing similar to tell
I always reach for soft centres
And end up with peanut cracknell
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