His romantic hands crossed my shoulders,
He made love to me in ghost silence,
He kissed me with his derisive lips,
And made me forget my bright future.

I tried reminding him of my beautiful dreams,
But his love was too warm to escape,
Friends told me to escape his death trap,
Yet I cleaved on him all day.
He made me miss a scholarship the previous year,
Yet I loved him so blindly.

He brought low my grade point average in college,
Yet I stupidly still heed his voice,
I think of myself as one under a spell,
Yet I dared not to fight for freedom.

Now my results are bad,
Scholarship gone,
Four years winding up,
Yet, he still claims he loves me.

I have resolved never to fall for him again,
I shall throw my pillow away lest I hear his derisive voice,
I shall eat less at night lest his evil spell overwhelm me,
I shall call him no more Mr. Sleep but the enemy of my soul.

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