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Feb 2019
I look at you and can't help but stare
Your presence as radiant as the sun
Your words as sweet as honey enveloping me like a rose
I buzz around you like a bee but you don't see as I
You believe me to be but a fleeting fancy as you return to him again
Played my heart like a toy and threw me away in the end
Why did my love mean so little?
Did my passion not burn?
I thought you had torn me apart once already
But in truth you had only begun...
She won't ever be mine, I know but I still try. Maybe I'm a fool but I don't what to see darkness again...
Amad Tariq
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Amad Tariq  22/M/NYC
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