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soothrain
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Poem on obsessive love, couldn't sleep.. so i decided to vent out through words..., hope u guys like it :) ©

Obsession

Your roses, foisted on me,

Your roses, foisted on me, sweet, their juvenile fragrance.

Your roses, foisted on me, sweet, their juvenile fragrance. A welcoming change,

Your roses, foisted on me, sweet, their juvenile fragrance. A welcoming change, for a heart that trusted;

Your roses, foisted on me, sweet, their juvenile fragrance. A welcoming change, for a heart that trusted; but a rose that blooms, sure rots.

Your pleasant acts, sickly sweet,

Your pleasant acts, sickly sweet, bitterness, their aftermath.

Your pleasant acts, sickly sweet, bitterness, their aftermath. Your wilted roses,

Your pleasant acts, sickly sweet, bitterness, their aftermath. Your wilted roses, now a drooping mess,

Your pleasant acts, sickly sweet, bitterness, their aftermath. Your wilted roses, now a drooping mess, instill a fear, of their tragic beauty.

Congratulations,

Congratulations, for you achieved, a broken me.

Congratulations, for you achieved, a broken me. Now I'll see, in every mortal,

Congratulations, for you achieved, a broken me. Now I'll see, in every mortal, your countenance.

Congratulations, for you achieved, a broken me. Now I'll see, in every mortal, your countenance. I'll forever be afraid, for what's out there,

Congratulations, for you achieved, a broken me. Now I'll see, in every mortal, your countenance. I'll forever be afraid, for what's out there, why did you do this?

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