Had I known what you are,
I wouldn't have been friends.
Had I known who you are,
I would not have let you win.
But no one knows what's happening,
No one knows what's beginning,
No one knows what's ending.
But here I am all again,
Seeing myself mending my broken end,
And here are you all again,
Planning something, a new intend.
A new sin, a new crime,
Tearing flesh and someone's skin,
Living forever till the end of time.
Always being at your Prime.
If only had I known what you are.
- Nikolina K.
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Myriad (Poem Book)
PoetryA bunch of slow updated Poetry by a fresher related to things like love, hatred nature and betrayal. Read if you want to ! All Rights Reserved. Copyright©2023 Nikolina Kokasa. Coverpage by Nikolina Kokasa. Copyright©2023 Nikolina Kokasa.
