Everybody thinks we're both the same
the function that we bring to the table
But for him, I always seem lacking,
While thy see thee with whole praise and huge dignity.
Love is what you offered,
on our starting position
Now thee came home shouting,
and left with me confusion
Loves me with poison words
and presents as an option ,
I'd crave for him,
but that's what he left to give.
I guess that's the price thy pay,
for wanting him here to stay,
but he kills thee everyday
with soothing lies
that will make you tame.
You do question me each day,
shall I remain here the same,
but only for him to ruin my name
or to finally walk away, and swallow all the blame.
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m.a.r.-12.04.02 🔒
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Poetryjust poems, a self-made poems by me and dedicated to no one , ( enjoy the irony).
