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Jun 5
I gave you roses you brought me thorns
I sang you songs  you answered with scorn.
I built a castle with my bare hands,
You watched it burn and mocked the sands.

You wore my love like cheap perfume,
Then left me drowning in the fumes.
A viper wrapped in soft disguise,
You kissed me deep and fed me lies.

I worshipped you with open eyes,
Still let you paint my world with cries.
I begged for truth, you served me games,
Left me with scars and cursed my name.

You broke my soul, not with a blade,
But every time your love would fade.
You turned sweet dreams to ash and smoke,
Then laughed each time my heart you broke.

I hate you, oh, yes, I do.
For every lie you dressed as true.
For every night I bled inside,
While you just smiled and brushed aside.

You never earned the love I gave,
Yet still my helping hand I gave.
But here I stand, no longer chained,
A storm survived, a fire tamed.

So here’s to you my bitter muse,
The pain you caused, the time I’ll lose.
I hate the way I once loved blind...
But ****, you shaped this stronger mind.

You were a lesson, fierce and cruel,
A heartbreak dressed to make me fool.
But even poison births the cure
So thanks for what I now endure.

I appreciate the life I learnt from you.
Written by
Kwarus Gift  26/M/Nigeria
(26/M/Nigeria)   
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