To the one who fucked me up,
Though you were never mine to begin with,
I thought we had something Special,
Pretty lies always comes out from pretty lips
Yours was made out of Sin,
It seems like I am a fool,
à fool who created the fantasyland.
The fool that you would and will abandon behind to be left wither away to dust with no hope to re-piece the Heart you once owned.
I sought the person who would be willing to stay by my side.
Yet, no one have stayed, not even you.
Sincerely from the one you left behind ,
-Qu
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Poetryᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳˢ, ᵐᵃʳᶜʰ 12,2023 ᵗⁱˢ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ⁱ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗˢʰᵃᵗᵗᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵖᵒᵉᵐˢ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉˢ ˢᵃⁿⁱᵗʸ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ⁱ ᶜʰᵒˢᵉ ᵐʸ ᵖᵃᵗʰ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵗ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵍᵒ. ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᵈᵃʳˡⁱⁿᵍ, ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵉˢⁱʳᵉ? ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳˡᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳ...
