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Simon Sankok Jun 2021
They warned her AGAINST me,
Don't love a poet!
Isn't it true anyway? They're nocturnal!
Yes, they are!
All they do is lure you,
Lure with just nothing but ******* up words,
And quickly before you turn your back,
They disappear into the dark,
You won't help follow into the dark.
But in the dark...
You don't love the dark, do you?
Simon Sankok Jun 2021
Daughter of this strange earth,
When shall peace between us be restored,
Now I am ready, let's talk about it,
You left because you wanted someone better,
Better fit your very own definition,
Because I did a lot to be good if not 'better'
I'm not sure you found better, but I'd like to doubt,
Come let's talk,
Talk about it, talk to me,
Because I have stories to tell, tell you.
Should you not know that,
I had almost permanently lost my appetite,
Because I had also lost you!
Should you not know that,.
I had almost never caught sleep,

That I felt I had lost my sanity.
Make me a call, or write me a very short text,
Don't even think about it, just write something, anything,
I'll read, I'll reply appropriately.
Looking forward to seeing a few letters from you before day end.
Simon Sankok Jun 2021
Had it not been for all this poetry in me  *
I'm sure you'd have seen the maturity in me

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