Category : Poems

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If her love for me was just an illusion, 

It means I had hallucinations.  
If my blood flowing through her veins

 Does not match with the red wine

 Flowing from the bottle,

 It means that I have so far

 Only got drunk with cold water. 
 If the lipstick on her lips

 Doesn't match with my black dress,

 It means I've touched other hearts in between.
  If her love for me, for her, was just a joke,

 It made me insane,

 Because I smiled like crazy,

Without reason many times before.
  I fell asleep thinking of her 

But I woke up with her in my arms,

 Kissing my throat, saying :"Hello." 
 Sometimes love is a game of chess, 

And as we know, 

Not everyone is lucky enough to win 

But at least we know the winner.
  If her love is a drug that can be lethal 

In large quantities, 

Let me take an overdose 

Kissing her lips over and over again.