TRAITOR

She came to me
Exploding her bomb of smile
Her arms spread
Like flying eagle
By then...
I loved her.

She embraced me
And made me a happy fella
Making me forget sadness
And swam her ocean
Of endless affection.

I took her to my room
She cooked dinner
Wiped away my tears
Showered me with kisses
Until I forgot
My previous lover.

She was calm and silent
Her brilliant bright face
Shinning like pearls
Or pieces of mirror
Exposed to sunlight.
Surely,
It's her
Whom I loved.

Broken now is my heart
Hurt by fake love
No kiss, no hug
Wealth was all
She came for
Now the poor me
Left in tears
My only ship sunken
In the sea of poverty.



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