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Aug 2022
You fell off the pedestal of my love...
And you fell so hard...
You fell underground...
I am burying your memories...
For good...
I never thought you were a liar...
Or have two faces...
You need to grow up...
And change...
Stop playing games...
You will end up alone if you do...
You are going to fall from the pedestal from the next man that falls in the trap of your arms...
I am gone from your life...
More tired than hurt...
I got tired of looking at that pedestal...
A poet in Paradise
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A poet in Paradise
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     Aishu, Healer and Hawley Anne
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