Who said, I'm living on the palace?
Who said, I have been loved?
Who said, that I was loved the way it should be lace in the first place?
You are right,
I was loved, I was treasured
I was loved, I was cherished
I was loved, I was presented
Until love turned into tragic
He woke up not loving me back
I asked him, why, why, why, and why.
Unfortunately, he turned back
He grabbed me by the thought he might bring me into peace
So we can fix each other's piece
But, I was wrong, he grabbed me
And bought into casket.
Casket of unloving
With a note: Oh dear, it's over.
I looked for buckets of why's
But I guess it's over.
I was hanging on the air
Asking the Sky, why life's so unfair
I was broken by the pair
By the pair whom I thought
, will be the right one.
.
But, I was wrong. I turned
I was the dumped one.
So right now, who said I was loved?
So now you know, I was dumped.
So now, you know I was never living in the palace.
For I was grabbed and kept in a casket
While I have a bucket
Buckets of why, why, why, and why.
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MP LIGHTS 143: BOOK 2
Poetry-This book is a collection of poems, written in traditional and free verse patterns. -This book offers you to enjoy poetry while making a touch in your world through poems.
