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Hide Me, Unsought
Hide me
because Love, you believe, is hideous
because temptations feed your cravings
and scrolling sinners seek solo.
Feign a facade,
fix a fantasy,
build bull
and call it your life.
The devil rejoices on broken bonds
making merry of many mourns -
the mockery you mold over matrimony.
Hide me,
And unheed me.
Hide me, then ease the sting
by strewing petals plucked
from the flowers of farce, forced feelings.
It's ok to hide me
because the hole metamorphs
into the comfort of oblivious
and the last time a hide,
when the heart hardens,
and you get to seek me,
I won't let you find me.
Copyright ©
Nurhayati Mohd Fadzil
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