I was dumbfounded when you fed me lies from that heap of dung you call a mouth.
And only then did the stark reality of whom you were hit me.
I became aware of your modus operandi,
Predicting your every step so much that even your very breath evoked disgust in me.
Away with your smooth oratory,
They are nothing but pure refined serenades of deception.
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I'm so tired of diverse serenades of deception.
Yeah, do click that sexy star.
All my love,
Iyanuoluwa.
YOU ARE READING
20 SHADES OF SONGS.
PoesieThis book is a poetry compilation. And they are precisely 20 in number as the name implies, 20 shades of songs. It reveals diverse nature of things from various perspectives. Going through our playlist, we have music that makes us cry, some makes us...
