Goof off with infatuation,
Go, hustle with your brain's misconceptions.
Merely a truth on the face,
Filled with fake desires and
Dreadful Solace.
'Attraction' a context meant to be ruined,
Faded loyalty and never asked pursuits.
'Are you the really one?'
A riddle unsolved.
Keep in mind,
even roses have thorns.
Calamity of heart,
is thy rapture.
If thou hath even a little sense,
would've focused more on venture.
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Author:
Nk (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: sarcasm --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Heart break 💔
- Category: Sad
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