Poem 28 Zemblanity

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I didn't expected things to happen.
But something told me otherwise.
We met,dangerously.
We've known each other,furiously.
And we loved each other,undeniably.
My heart beats fast.
But my brain thinks slow.
My body stiffened.
But my feelings opened.
We've crossed the line.
But you were always mine.
Because we're both fine.

At first,it was unexpected from the writer of our story itself.
But I expected something else by myself.
Everything happened for a reason.
And every thing happened within that season.
You were such a pain.
And I felt the pain.
Through my heart.
And you were my art.

Our love story,seemed to be serendipity.
But we met each other with glares.
And they were giving judging stares.
We were meant to be.
But never not to be.
We felt sparks of fury.
You needed help with a hurry.
And you were not my duty.
But we loved each other,even if we hated each other.

And we only met,because we were the opposite of serendipity.
Because we were zemblanity.

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