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by Anj CP | Love Poems and Other Mushy Stuff

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love talaga

Unraveled

red-thread

I am a wound ball of string, but with your slightest touch,

I fall and unravel.

A single slip and I am back to untangling

the mess that you make of my heart.

Fictional

It was the same road,

But a different direction.

It was the same words,

But a different intention.

When I look back

I find myself in contention

If all that ever was

my mind’s own creation.

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