Her
Her existence dulled mine,
I thought I was the only one.
You fed me enough lis,
Now here I am drowning my own cries.
Why didn't I see that coming,
Why didn't I see through your fake feelings.
Your false affection got the best of me,
It had me believing, you loved me dearly.
April 23, 2020
8:11PM
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100 Days || Poetry
Poetry2nd Place : The Pantheon Awards 2020 100 Days. 100 thoughts. 100 poems. Welcome to my newest collection of poems written based on what random things that comes into my mind. Be it pain, or happiness. Join me as I challenge myself to write from scra...
