My love was not a one night stand
Why do you always tend to pretend?
I am no ****** nor a player of hearts
Yet you've judged me from the start
Why do you not trust me, like I do
You said we'll be one, but now we are two
Love is all I give with my loyalty and care
Everything I have, I talk it out and share
But you do not show any love, nor affection
Rudeness and fights are often the reaction
Everyday, you want me in your bed
Lusting your desires till the nights end
I am not a pretender, when I say I am in pain
Yet, you mock and taunt me again and again
Sooner you might understand, why I've left you
On my face each day the heavy smokes you blew
I'm a human, but you turned me into a moaning doll
Your language had turned ****** whenever you call
You couldn't take the defeat,
                             that I walked out of your life
So you stabbed me hard with a kitchen knife
I survived, now recovering on the hospital bed
Writing a poem to post, as you might think I am dead...*


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