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Leaving Love Behind
I am leaving love
Behind~
Your trickery
Took
The last little
Bit of it.
I have become
Brittle,
Dry like desert
Sand and wind
Patently
Painting
Pretty
Patterns
Into illusions;
Magic mirages
Made of nebulous
Daydreams,
Destined to disappear,
Leaving me
Lonely and lost
In despair.
Copyright ©
Chetta Achara
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