Beast Of Sins Poem by valerie deliege

You devour my feelings, the love that I gave you.
You held me the mask of love for my face.

You had a mask too,
Who could this ever believe of you?

Now I feel tired,
But I want to feel admired..

This ain`t real love,
All the time my heart was alone.

You didn`t admire me,
You admire everyone..

You use their hearts for sins,
You are this devouring 'beast'.
Come on and have a feast.
On the sins of love,
On the love for sin.