I think of you from time to time,
the essence that caught my eye,
the slight mistakes that buried me,
you expelled them upon me so easily.
Was it calculated in your mind?
I wonder how I was so blind...
The deceit that one creates,
never justifies until it is too late.
I think of you from time to time,
rummaging through the devils gate,
Kindness tried to compensate,
imitating loves debate.
No use for you,
I sheltered from,
the wounds which made me dumb.
I think of you from time to time,
how I'm glad that it is done.
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