You are not the one who played the game.
You are not the one who fell into the clouds.
You didn't cry, you didn't try.
You held none of the shame.
Left with no shrouds.
Your heart didn't buy a one way ticket to me.
Your thoughts didn't float above your head.
You didn't act a fool, you didn't lose your cool.
You scattered a load of love seeds,
Spit on them, and fled.
I was a lofty loser for digging into your dirt.
I sailed through your false smiles.
I swam across your deep eyes, only to end in vacated skies
Wore my folly as an over sized shirt.
Never sought other styles.
I languished waiting for a closer seat at your play.
Demure burned by your dragon-like, smoke-filled flame.
I learned the words to your song, realized it was me who had to be strong.
Spoke until there was nothing left to say.
Spelled out the end with letters all the same.
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Author:
Leya Virago (Pseudonym) (
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When you think you have found it and then you realise it wasn’t what you thought. This made me want to be strong.
I am so glad to have inspired strength. I can say this, even though it feels like crap, because you might have been the fool in love, or the fool believing in the lie, you are also the one who got away..... Love yourself, and someone who loves you will come along and want to be a part of that party.
By the way, your intro shorty story on your bio was amazing!!
Thank you 😌
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