A lie made the pain.
Because your love,
Was just a game.
My heart to be played.
For so long,
I’d hope you’d stay.
Break my heart.
Then go away.
Say you miss me.
One more day.
Keep you close.
And you’d betray.
All I want,
Is for you to let me know.
That everything I felt,
Wasn’t just a joke.
In your lies.
And under a cloak.
Your secrets,
To be told.
My love.
I am not a tool to be sold.
Poetry
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Your poem was very interesting! I could tell that the speaker is going through a heartbreak and did not get proper closer from their loved one. This is a nice poem!
Thank you so much!