EXPIRED
I have given you permission to take your leave,
It's not a game of cards,
You have played your cards safe and right,
You have won this one,
Love doesn't grow in fields nor sold in markets,
Yours is torment to the soul,
After smoking cigarette of your love,
Am toxicant by your fake love,
The spell has been broken,
I will take my ride on the lane,
Yes, I don't want to fight a losing battle,
Just maybe my soulmate is waiting thee other end of the road,
He makes you feel compete,
As you waste my time
It's time for me to run alone
No one has ever died of being rejected by love.
@ fely g chronicles
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem