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  May 2020 Rugie
Zhaina Angelica
Material things don’t entice me
Empty promises don’t  count as a remedy
Flowery words are pleasing to the ear
With apparent intentions clear

Is this just an infatuation?
An effect of my subtle imagination
This relentles game of tug of war
How I wish it wouldn’t end up in a scar

All I know is that I’m tired of this dance
Might as well give us a chance?
You have gone way past this armour
Consistency, that is all I am asking for
Rugie Nov 2018
The flaw in me.
The flaw in you.
The difference, the flaw.
The flaw in you, do I see in me?
The flaw.
What I see in me
I have yet to accept.
Is that why I can’t see past the flaw in you?
So easy to point out in you but so hard to see within.
Your flaw that sometimes helps me accept my flaw.

— The End —