I thought love had no sides
you have made me condone it
how I miss all those red roses
the frequent visits
you made me an uncle Tom
you knew we couldn't be a whole
you decided to fly away
comforted me that we would reconvene
again with elucidation
all you decided to do is
make a fool of my own!
for you never respond to me
I thought it's a temporary span
it's now concrete.
©mildred
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