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May 2019
You tell your friends,
Am nothing but a *****,
That all I cause if affliction,
Yet it all started with your conviction,
Blamed it on my addiction,
Remember,
You even had a prediction,
That there will soon be an eviction,
Unless I internalize your terms and conditions,
Forgive me for the infliction,
But my heart has known nothing but fiction,
And these emotions,
I carefully hide with my addictions,
I now know that it was my contradictions,
Or maybe my constriction,
That led us here,
Surrounded by those we love
In an auction for all this feelings we thought we had,
Those memories we held deep in our hearts,
Trotted on leaving nothing but hurt,
Maybe its,
This smile I wear like a depiction,
Yet gave love no attention,
This mask I wear like tradition,
I am on a mission,
But I have no vision,
I know it must feel like treason
Loving a heart that is locked like a prison,
There is no reason,
We already lasted our season,
Here is my goodbye,
Even though we will never know why.
#PennedVixen #Onelastlettertomyex
Risa Njoroge
Written by
Risa Njoroge  32/F/Virginia
(32/F/Virginia)   
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