Loved

A life with no pain,
If only it could be true,
That would be the day,
For sure, I felt nothing for you,
The pain was love,
In it’s on dirty form,
Never meant to rust,
Like silver with Time in the sun,
Dried up and bitter,
Disgusted and cruel,
That became our love,
When you made me look like your fool.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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