The Swallow | Cluster 26

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❝ A swallow carrying sorrows emerged, 

from many minds alike. 

It was something nobody yearned, 

to meet the presumptuous lies.  


Day by day, the truck of memories, 

shook it to the core. 

As one of the decaying dreams, 

 reached the misleading shore.


"Oh my! Are you okay?!"

said the love bomber. 

Open hearts sway, 

as the words grew sharper.


Soon the plaguing spell of love, 

was long embedded in many. 

Atlast, there came a satanic dove, 

 to fill the void empty.


It became a never-ending loop, 

to crave something so good.

Sanity became a forgotten troop,

"Now, I couldn't save you, even if I could." ❞

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Context: The above poem is about lies and love bombing, a term most aren't familiar with. 

Context: Love bombing: Love bombing involves showering someone with flattery and attention so that they become deeply attached and want to stay in a relationship regardless of how they are treated. A love bomber aims to isolate their partner from friends and family and become their whole world, leaving them vulnerable to mistreatment.

🚨 Disclaimer: I am NOT glorifying manipulative love. This poem is for education purposes only!! 














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