I Bleed Words Sometimes

Lover Friend

Temptation to me you are,

I crave for your love.

 

But sweet poison you are,

I sink as you get me drunk

 

Because you see, old friend.

Not all lovers can be saviours.

Not all lovers can make you feel loved.

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— 9th Contribution to NaPoWriMo.

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4 responses

  1. How I love this. You said the unwritten 🙂

    April 14, 2013 at 12:07 pm

    • 🙂 The apprehensive confession.

      April 14, 2013 at 12:19 pm

  2. I may say this very rarely but, I love this! Needless to say, it also is very well written.

    April 20, 2013 at 1:14 pm

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