A cheater dances, with hearts to deceive.
Their lies like poison, their words a blade,
In the game of love, they play to evade.
But karma waits with patient eyes,
Watching as their deception flies.
For every heart they've torn apart,
Karma's justice will play its part.
Though they may think they've won the game,
In the end, they'll bear the shame.
For what goes around will come around,
In karma's cycle, they'll be bound.
So let them cheat, let them roam,
For karma's seeds have already been sown.
Their reckoning awaits in due time,
For karma's justice is truly divine
