We're strangers that came to be because of a lie,
And now all we do is listen to sad music and cry.
I never understood why I felt like I was being loved,
Little did I know was death from above.
Moments we shared now meant nothing to us,
Aftet what happened there is nothing to discuss.
I laid all my cards in the table after playing the hand I was dealt,
But the pride of victory I never felt .
What was once fake love is now just all out hate,
We couldn't seem to handle what was on our plate,
This was never a contest or game to me,
No, all I wanted was for us to be happy.
But the devil works his magic in ways we can't even think about,
That's why we agured,fought,screamed and shout.
But like all fairytale this didn't have a happy ending,
But I rather be alone than be worn out from pretending.
Desiigner loves you.
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Soulful Whispers
PoetryA small town boy from the Caribbean sharing what's in his expressive mind and broken heart ❤Highest rank #1 in Poetry for 3 weeks❤
