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Won’t Oversee

He spilt all the secrets, I told him when I was high,

Clasping his hands stepping towards my framed void,

I am feeling so blind, but he said I’m electrifying.

He implored me to worship him,

Being the demonic kind,

In his embrace once I felt so divine.

Things change with time,

We are all pawns, he plays us with his mind.

The anger I chose then was coming back,

Through the love of my life.

He left me for some angel, he stood up to,

I was abandoned as he did to her before.

That’s just fine as my life is,

of the signs my heart bestow.

Maybe, something better is coming my way,

I don’t oversee the things everybody claims.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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