poems on love

The Pleasure of Finding Me

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You had me underrated

Your intentions, I over estimated

 

Your words were nothing but elaborate lies

and you left me standing, wondering why

 

I was blind and broke all my own rules

and fell into your web, like a fool

 

I hate that I melted to fit your needs

and somewhere in that, I lost the real me

 

But you’re now gone and I’ve learned to survive

In fact, I’m actually starting to really thrive

 

….Maybe it was you who held me down

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For the Daily Post’s Prompt ~ Pleasure