No fairytale Ending



Blinded by lust , or was it love

that had me coming back for more 

Unable to tear myself away from you

I almost felt like a whore


My every cell hungered for your touch

addicted I always needed more

When you were away my soul sighed

I wrote poetry till my fingers were sore 


In love , I had worshiped you 

In lust, I may have been your whore

but there was no fairytale ending 

just me on my knees weeping on the floor 


No love poem could bring you here 

No lust had you knocking at my door

No love spell could bring you back 

You were gone forevermore 







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