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Anti-valentine
The sweet words of deceiving lips she’s grown to despise
Her heart growing lonesome, from cold nights
Awaking with her man not by side
Mornings bring revelations of bitter truth
Her king claimed by another, same sad news
This endless cycle leading her heart to decay
Longing for affection yet only yielding rejection
If this is love I don’t want none...
Wednesday 21st February 2018 8:30 pm
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