Tatyana 'Churlish Cherub' Almeida Poems

It starts in the depths of my soul
With time, the feeling grows
And eventually begins to show
Something I can’t keep in check, hold in tow
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Imagine that love is a tiny flame...
So I can let you know how I'm on fire:
Burning with liking
Searing with passion
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I hate the way you cut your hair
Everything about you, your clothes, your very air
And the fact that you simply don't care
I hate the fact that you can read minds
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For you whom I once loved...

I’m so in love with you but
You’re in love with Mary Jane
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Your love is like acid
Never harmonious, ever acrid
Something rotten, turns rancid
A blood-sucking leech, an aphid
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