My Once Was Poem by Paris Thulare
My Once Was
You have been my enjambment,
The who i used to call tangent.
Your looks connived,
And i was conviced.
Yet you left without a notice.
I saw your messages
Tons like spiderwebs,
They struck my heart,
A jibed such scars.
Dear my once was my happiness
And so you know, you gave lessons
For i am not a fool,
For i was never a tool,
Those heartbreaks and headboards,
Will one day make me a perfect lover.
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