Poem 32: One-Sided Love

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Roses are not red,

Violets will never be blue.

My heart was bleeding

stabbed by you.

You supposed to love me back,

You supposed to care,

But, you dared to break it

and shattered me into thousand pieces.

I am like an unused book

waiting for you to touch.

I am like an unused glass

waiting for you to kiss.

I am like a beggar

who begging for your love.

But I am just a gold

who will never be your diamond.

My whole body was murdered,

The blood, stain and wound.

You put me into death

Death is your love.

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