She learnt to be defensive
She knows she's mean
I learnt to be aggressive
I know I am deceived
We utter goodbyes
with fearful smiles
And decide to break up
minutes after
We know each other
like cats
when we are together
but then she leaves me
with bitter colours on her lipstick
And a wandering third eye
of a princess in exile.
Dec 19, 2020
Dec 19, 2020 at 8:58 PM UTC
She learnt to be defensive
She knows she's mean
I learnt to be aggressive
I know I am deceived
We utter goodbyes
with fearful smiles
And decide to break up
minutes after
We know each other
like cats
when we are together
but then she leaves me
with bitter colours on her lipstick
And a wandering third eye
of a princess in exile.
#arabspring
#aftermath
#war
#lovepoem
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