Written on- 21 April 2023
Published on -06 November 2023
The love and respect I held for her,
evaporates painfully slow.
Her soft purs and pretty murmurs,
echoes in my head when i am laying low.
A cruel charmer
pretending to care.
Duplicate glamour;
Hidden glares.
Backstabbing demon;
Friendly foe.
Bittersweet lemon;
Fox dressed as a doe.
Kept up pretences a little to well;
was too good to be true.
And yet again and again, for her i fell.
She was a tinge of pink on my blue.
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