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Bleeding heart

Am drinking from the wrath of my fornication,

Consequences of my own desperation,

Desperate to feel love,

Desperate to be loved.

 

I loved, lost and loved again,

And will all this mistrust i gained,

Am left wondering was it just an illusion,

Or worst still subject of my own confusion.

 

Am drowning in this pot i brewed,

Never wanting to explore something new,

Cause with all this mistrust grew,

And  emptiness something i never knew.

 

Stuck in my heart,

Memory still freshly hurts,

Burning like a grass lit hut,

Forgiving am still learning the art.

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