Mirage

My love for you was like a mirage

Spiraling fantasy of the darkest hue

Overflowing sweetness, next full of rage

You have broken my lips black and blue

Upturned the tables of my heart’s banquet

What more shall I ask of you? Please stay true?

My soul has gone weary of your witless banter

My heart’s gates, you must never enter

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