Lovely to see a new poem from you, albeit, a rather dark one!
I suppose all that can be taken from someone like this is the inspiration they leave you to write with. Although, I do not doubt that most people would sacrifice a good poem if it meant the hurt was not an issue...
Although sad, these words describe in delectable detail a tale of the worst type of man. A man who masquerades as a decent human being. Once under their spell, they tease out secrets and then use them as weapons against their victim.
The trouble with these men is, long after they dissappear, their damage continues, like burning embers eating all that matters.