She uses my secrets to strangle me,
A power so perfect, she yields with precision.
Does it make me look desperate,
If I give in to her devilish demands?
If we relive the past what will we find?
Your petty games, my foolishness to play along?
Our relationship was built on lies,
And I thought it was love, not manipulation.
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Unsaid Words
Poetry"Her soul was too deep to be explored by those who always swam in the shallow end." - A.J.Lawless A collection of thoughts and quotes from someone who sees life in a different perspective. P.S. They get better towards the end, promise
