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April A.

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Poem "Novel":
- published October 5, 2009
- viewed 10 times

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»Novel«

by April A.

This open book without an ending
Is everything my life reminds of.
You, shallow souls, were just pretending -
You're out of touch, I'm out of mind now.

I was a slave of my devotion,
A pillow for your worthless tears,
And you just played with my emotions,
Then in a moment disappeared.

I gave you all my heart to treasure -
You marked it with your footprints, dirty.
But it's your loss that can't be measured,
And nevermore your lies will hurt me!

The novel's waiting for your ending,
Fresh rumors – what is more exciting?
I'll laugh at you and keep pretending
I can't make out your handwriting.

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