I hoped
history would repeat in me
for others to learn, and refrain;
alas in vain.

For the full moon veiled in the dark clouds
is every hearts delight.
until it’s their turn to
be in pain.

And love is a curse every life must live and
also die smiling with
hurt more with every heart beat than
can joy gain.

For every heart is set aflutter by that one smile
weakened by those almonds eyes.
until one little goodbye will
drive you insane.

Suddenly love finds another prey
alone, weak, unresisting
the arrow will soon strike, to torment again in this
bitter sweet game.

I hoped
history would repeat in me
for others to learn, and refrain;
alas in vain.

 


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