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Category : Poems

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In circles you took me

Round and round, I couldn't keep up

Love is just a game to you but I don’t want to play

The rhythm of your body language is grim and poisoning

All my love I gave to you and all I got in return was nothing

Piece by piece, I tried to make my heart whole again 

To fix the damage you caused

But it remains in pieces

Till I reach your level of uncertainty, I stay fighting for what I believed was “love”

Comments

  • THE BANK

    Feb 14, 2020

  • nice piece of writing 👍

    Feb 14, 2020

  • Feb 15, 2020

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