Woman, woman, love by no one,
Hated and and loathed by everyone,
Where do she find her someone?
Maybe when she's already gone,
See her when you need something,
She gave her everything even her belonging,
Friends? Are you kidding?
Have mercy, she has feeling,
She don't want to let go,
'Coz she treasure you thou,
You was her haven,
But now, you're her burden,
Grave, that's what she thinks,
Rushing to reach her peaks,
Knife with a sharp blades,
Attracting her to end her pains,
Goodbye stupidity,
Welcome tranquility...
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Ink of Enigmas (English Poems)
Poetry#Plagiarism is a CRIME Tears that keeps on falling, Heart that still process of mending, Milady that is smiling, But inside is dying... This is an English poem compilation. Enjoy!
