The Twelfth Hour: Poetry

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"In my free time, I like writing poetry."

Poetry is one of my high points, I guess? But it's not like I'm the best at making one. I'm still a rookie, at the very least. Should I let you take a look? *contemplates for an imaginary hour* ...fine. Just look. Just one.

"Liar and Fool"

I heard countless 'I love you's'
But truly, what's the use?
"I love you" won't heal the pain
You knew from the start, this is no-gain

Our long telephone calls
Faded into nothing-at-alls
How can forgiveness be when I'm not the only one?
Another lie can't fix the damage done

Our sweet hellos became bitter goodbyes
I know you knew I won't buy your alibis
Just yesterday, we were together watching dawn
Now it's trampled,  like grasses on your lawn

Lies sweet as honey, roll off your tongue
Your sweet nothings left me completely hung
I know loving you is pointless
Believing in you only made me a mess

Boy,  you had to open up your mouth
Couldn't you see the love drop south?
I was truly mistaken, thinking you're no tool
Ah, but in the end, ain't I such a fool?

It's a poem my cousin literally begged me to make for her. She told me about her recent break up and asked me to make this when the guy asked to get back with her.

Jerk guy obviously was shocked. XD

~NekoHime

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