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Why Did I Ever Love You?

Bring me a pen and a paper
And I'll let the ink flow like a lady's monthly issue

Today, I want to have an intercourse with the sheets...
Hit it so hard that it rips apart
I'll unhook and fling my plights at this processed timber
I'll go slow and hard,
the pleasures of this affair will be heard far and wide
If only pages could moan...

I have always known you to be a coward
One very afraid of being rejected
I tell you, I feel the same way too
I guess that makes us even
So, let me pour my raw rage,
Unleash my creativity on this naked piece of paper
I know you'll never get to see this
So, I'll bare my heart in this piece

Why did I ever love you
Knowing you were a poet
Why did I fall in love with someone
who romantize and exaggerates love
I fell for your lines
Heaven knows I fell hard
They came in soft whispers
Caressing my soul,body and mind
And they ravished me
Oh! Poor me
They engaged me in a mental coitus
Now, see what I've delivered
Many lines filled with hurt.

Have a positive day.
Love you loads.
Dieko.
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