You lure me into loving you
You said you love me
I thought you were on the up and up
Aplomb thou gave me to squander my clock on you
Your voice was like a lilt in my ears
I treated you like an cherub;
I thought you were,
Not the villain you are
You replete my psyche with junks
You crushed my innervation with water down charades
My seventh heaven you fleeced
As still as a mouse you portside my heart to let
With scars of rupture
You gash me with a ripper of heartbreak
And left my peepers teary
You made my baby blues stings with teary sobs
You cloak my glee far afield
Now I grasp I found the wrong love.
By: Raheeman Jalloh
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