Fake Taste
02 June 2018
The moments we walked hand in hand
The gratitude of love was at its peak
But disaster was imminent
Through tears of anxiety
A flame of disintegration
And thick smoke of pity
Caged our eagerness
We walked into bitterness
A desire immeasurable
Torn apart with force
In a tornado of self-centredness
My love in disrepute
Your beauty betrayed
It was not your intention
Your love switched to divert
So today you walked away
Just yesterday you walked my way
Once there did seem a way
Though it was just a fake taste
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