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Yeliza Mats

The Joys Of Misunderstandings

My love story 1

Through the joys of misunderstandings,
We lost the pattern in our words.
The more we spoke, the more we hated,
The competition’s bitter void.
 
Pursue my dreams? I know you wouldn’t.
So what’s the point in this mess.
I wanted love, you said I shouldn’t,
After you kissed me, you want less.
 
The basis of my crazed behaviour,
By normalcy be undermined.
And they will walk and talk and whisper,
And make you blame me, guilt will kill me...
 
But the joys of misunderstandings,
Exist no more, by words erased.
All I ask is leave with kindness,
And I will figure out the rest.

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