My heart is heavy
Heavy with pain
Which I cannot levy
Because of the stain

Does it always have to be like this
Was I bound to have this cup of tea
Love?? Is this?
Why do I always have to be with a plea

Loving you was one mistake
Which I thought was heavenly made
Left everything at stake
For a rose flower bed

Am now feeling your thorns
As they tear my once wounded cardia
Your deep claws ripping my love
A love that was never bound to be.

By Oduor joshua

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