Poetry

He came into my life like a gush of water he dispersed everything away

My friends warned me of him, but his strong poetic words transformed my heart to weakness

Gave him my heart and strength with no measure

Then the romance felt good. Each second spent on a high note of excitement


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Like the only marble left on the round, yet unable to realize

His name was the only one showing on my caller ID

Just like another woman I were to him

But being buried with my naivety of blind love incapable to acknowledge


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So sad outrageously  sad, my heart genuinely desired him

But for him, simply nothing  it was just to kill time

flipped  his note book, mark down his agenda, point at his next prey

Another one next door, a weak character, or fantasized how his next lust would be


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His shallow heart and his incentive actions

Brought heart to fear, brought love to regress and hope to lowest point available

Trapped in his arms, as though I made acquaintance with  Dracula

Was concluded when my heart was drained out of blood and touch



 
    


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