PERFECT STRANGER
Heartbreak after heartbreak,
almost all of them were fake,
convinced me that they were real,
then manipulated what I feel.
I always knew their true intention,
but their smiles were my distraction,
the people who I know the most,
some beloved turned to foes.
In the tapestry of life, it is written-
the stories of all men and women,
fated to meet at the right moment,
binding them, no one can end it.
In a world full of strangers,
designed by the great creator,
destined to meet the perfect one,
but I shall wait until the time comes.
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MANIFEST
PoetryA collection of self-written poetry about the beauty of manifestation.
