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Nov 2017
Holding the paddles tight
As the boat rocks from left to right
The sun seems a lot bright
In this big ocean, no one else is at sight

You dressed in formal attire
To be with me, was your only desire
You ignited within me a burning fire
Which one of us is that perfect liar?

With my red flamy dress
I was almost ready to impress
But instead you grabbed my neck to press
The choking and fear from me, left you in distress

Pushed me over so not to cause more harm
You turned away so to maintain self calm
On your turn, with a shock and alarm
I was gone in the waves swayed unharmed

Realising your anger you searched the boat
Along the wade, my body was afloat
Now your cry was unheard as I was gone
You dropped down and sobbed as if you were torn

I was caught off guard by such death
The love we had sank with me as my last breath
Your anger and temper has pushed me over
Never again in a life, I shall trust a casanova...


©sim
Fictional write.
Seema
Written by
Seema  38/F/Fiji Islands
(38/F/Fiji Islands)   
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