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Sunday, June 23, 2013

I Was Foolish

I was foolish
I was young
I thought
He was the one.

He was charming
Funny and kind
Understood me
Like he could read my mind.

We were happy
Or so I thought
Even marveled how
We never fought.

But we never fought
Cos he hardly cared
Hardly heard anything I said.

Still so charming
Still so kind
In all the text messages I find.


Now I see
It all makes sense
Care for me was all pretense.

Baited, lured
And caught as prey
But now you're bored
And chose to stray.
Israh Sadan
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