In the realm of shadows, love's light takes its form,
A dance of hearts entangled, tossed and torn,
Yet through the haze, a truth unveiled, it seems,
You play the victim, even when we're dating, it gleams.Oh, what a somber melody you compose,
Notes of self-pity, like petals that disclose,
A fragility, perceived in every sway,
As you wear the cloak of victimhood, I say.In the garden of whispers, where love grows wild,
Our love, once vibrant, now seems reconciled,
To the script you've penned, in sorrow's constant verse,
Does every discord arise, and every curse.With each gentle touch, a reason to lament,
For you, a bleeding rose, where pain is intent,
Every caring word, a dagger to your heart,
Thus, your victimhood becomes your art.But in this masquerade, my eyes do see,
A truth obscured by your self-inflicted plea,
For as you claim the role of the wounded dove,
You deny the strength that lies within your love.Can love not be adorned by courage's grace?
Does empathy require you to conceal your own face?
It is time to break the shackles of despair,
To let love's essence heal the wounds you bear.Release the burdens that bind you to this act,
Embrace the power that love can ultimately enact,
For in vulnerability, strength is renewed,
And the victim that you play will be subdued.Together, let us embark on a journey anew,
Shedding the worn-out layers, starting afresh, me and you,
Discovering the beauty of love's symphony,
Where victimhood dissolves, and true love shall be.I hope you all enjoyed this one too!<3
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PoetryJust little poems I made for fun it's my first time doing poem English is not my first language so I'm sorry if it's bad