Poems

Fire

The moment we met was not a magical one

you were just a person to me

I did not stop and ponder about you

then things changed

Suddenly you had the best jokes

Hugs started to mean much more

In the end it was all imaginary

who was to blame?

All the nice words

Are and will always be fire,

so go a head dear spit your game

we all know its all lies

Feelings can drastically change,

so I have learned.

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