I bid him adieu,Leaving him on the stairs,He called after me to stop,But I kept moving away from sight,Now no one could change my mind,For I have changed my likes,Once he neglects,Then comes by,Thinking everything was alright,This is no game,It's now a reason for me to hate,You and your presence disgust me,So please shove away !
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Diary of a poetess
PoesiaA mixture of love and hate. Penned down my feelings though, some are just poems. A poet obeserves and writes his or her thoughts. I feel the pain of rejection and devastation. I like to follow my dreams and do what my heart says. Whatsoever people...
