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Crisis

Please
Do not vent your anger
At me.
You feel
You are short of love,
Why blame me.
I did not shut my heart,
Nor yours either.
My heart still exudes love,
For you and
Your heart receives my love.
Blame if you must
The irritating summer heat,
It is taking its toll,
Erasing your memory of me.
Soon,
You might forget me totally,
Then on, inquire about me
From me.
I shall bear that spite,
I shall face the pain as well
Only for you.
Tuesday, March 30, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: affection
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