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A noise comes from my door,
and I know who is here and what for.
A daring adventurer that dares to play with fire,
already forgetting that she always gets burned.
A chance at love bangs at my door,
but I avidly ignore its calls.
For last time I answered it did not end well,
my heart got bruised and my self- love ended broken.
I close my curtains and I lock my doors,
bidding my time as I silently wait for its departure.
Because today I'm in no mood for fools,
yet love does not leave until it captures.
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What came to mind
PoetryIn this book you will find poems, thoughts and everything in between. There is no specific theme, what came to mind is what got written down.
