why, a poem:::::: "Deceiving Me"?
Deceiving Me
by Erin Howley
When I said I loved you,
It was a lie.
Lust is what
I felt inside.
I'm still wondering
what love is,
This couldn't have been it,
it wasn't all bliss.
We definitely wouldn't
be good together;
The two of us mixing
was like bad weather.
You were snow,
and I was the sun.
The task of staying together
could never be done.
If I say this over and over,
maybe I'll believe.
I'll get out of this okay,
if I can deceive me.
by Erin Howley.
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A piece of poetry I haven't read before which I enjoyed reading.