Love letters

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I gaze upon the beautiful lines you had written,

Eloquent and articulate, those got me smitten;

Sketching details of our cheer, sorrow and strife -

Every little secret of monotonous circadian life.

Yet when I look into and read between the lines

I start to see the deceit that had started to shine

Long before it surfaced; facade got me so allured

That I forgot myself and let my heart follow yours,

Only to be crushed and discarded in utter shame

For I misjudged your sordid and amorous game.

Now the pages are yellow and you're gone

     Alas! You never meant to stay,

And I'm left with these godforsaken letters

     Safe in my heart, locked away.


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