Not A Martyr. Poem by NICKY B.
Not A Martyr.
I opened the door
Don't know what I'm looking for
I'm Searching for more
ah! there you are, whom I adore!
our eyes interlock
this is a sign of good luck
stunned by your beauty freezed like a rock
conversation with you makes me a gawk
I've seen this film before
all the love that I pour
you throw it all away and soar
and into shreds, all my love you tore.
- Nicky Borja (Feb.16,2021)
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