Category : Poems

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You always like to play with the words,
Hurting me.  
Why don't you release them on a sheet, 
Letting them free?

  I fell in love with your sweet words once,
 But your attitude was the opposite.
  You got me drunk with your promises,
 Telling lies to my silly ears.

If I could drain the bitterness from your words
 And sprinkle them on your tongue, 
You might better understand 
Their meaning and when you have to use them. 

 But what could be cooler
 Than your indifference?
  When I wanted to tell you something,
 I drowned in my own words.

  When I told you that you were everything to me,
 You turned your head in search of nother prey.  
It was painful until I got used to the pain.
You were my passion.
  Today only an extra pain.