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LOVE


You came in varieties Little did I know Sometimes you cast life as rubbish to the void Thou mind is bewildered You came like a charm leaving them in tumult Your vibes creating thirsty to the younger You sympathise situations Unnoticed you're the worse School children now dragged You left them uncontrollably Giving them strong insticts of courage You depart during pregnant moments Imaginary that is what you're Not even a single have satiated your desired needs Now behold men can But trust good shall fall You made hearts bold enough to walk in rain Even during sunset and evening Chasing their mistress You left us in utter thirsty Being phenomenal is your character to the innocent Horrific is what you're to the victims Around the world you quelled What more do you desire Emotions you create Worse you deplete them You gave me passion to seek my own Now I'm like an infant crying for light But you came clothed in celestial sight Peace of mind you bring Now pain is no longer ignorance Both you acquire But not even a single satired your desire for experiments We're morons to you What else do you need You brought joy Tears is your final conclusion Some enjoying , some left perplexed with emotions Marriage now is the measure Dating , now the exit to scarcity and emptiness Broke I am , now can't find you Rich I am , now smeaking blood tears If possible I would kill you You penetrated smoothly and brought hatred I'm now hopeless , because you discriminate I suffer myself to be desired Yet you vanished in the wind Only the bitches sniffs your scent Truly your devoir is to arbitrate Arbitrating those with fragile hearts And those comprising yourself Comprising you with hatred Surely love denied me I will live to cherish Cherishing till another hope prevails.
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ettahaustine

As a writer & a creator, I'm giving you my experiences. But just take what I give you. You ain't got to pry beyond that.

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