We were younger then
and you stole my pencils
my books and my drawings
and still that wasn't enough
Now a little bit older then
you stole this fragile heart
and then walked all over it
like it didn't mean a thing
You betray me recklessly
'til there's no space left
but your eyes hold intimacies
that makes me bleed deep
I want to paint your pictures
and love you in so many ways
but you have two faces
that leaves me in all the rage
You walk into my life now
with big lies as promises
night by night in your arms
everything else is forgotten
I know the storms are here
and you betray me again
with a lingering kiss
and a soft sound of your silence
An original poem by me.
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A Merry Christmas to you All.
Thank you for stopping by my neighbourhood.
