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Desperate Love
Every dawn starts an extreme desire A desire to have her by my side, May be cuddle her,not even kissing That alone can quench my thirst for her I know she doesn't love me She has proven it severally But my heart won't listen It's firm and stubborn for her. It lures me to calling her at night To disappointments,no answer Just like she didn't answer last night 'May be she's doing the dishes' My heart would murmur to me But frankly its much late for dishes 'Then may be she's out to pee' It'd respond quickly. She snubs me, deliberately I've seen her go out with Ivan And yeah,I confirmed they kissed at the party My best poem ever,I wrote to her last summer, I found it in the dustbin, ramshackled She's called me a fool,idiot,gobshite Moron...let me conceal the rest But my foolish heart won't listen It's firm and stubborn for her It's called desperate love, May be you're a victim But your heart just murmured 'Of course you're not' Just to blindfold you. What can I do?
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