The magical stardust his smile twinkles
The shooting firecrackers his eyes sprinkles
His bronze complexion glaze tastes of cinnamon
His perfect composure illustrates a fine gentleman
Yet they were not mine to hold but hers…
She grasps him in close control by the heart
And play him around as if flying a kite
Guessing in the dark from the side
It’s a matter of time before she departs
Yet I am the one worried, oh how it hurts…
Still he faithfully tails her as if a dog
Meanwhile she treats him as if a hog
To her at best he was a mere escapade
A part of the entourage in her parade
Yet I am the one enraged with my veins about to burst…
I am trapped in this miserable shudder of emotion
For your charm has bewitched me with poison
I am encapsulated in this corrupting delusion
For I could grant you better affectionate attention
Yet the only one in your heart... is her…
It’s very heartbreaking to find oneself liking another, yet that other likes another. Still it gets complicated if that latter other is abusing the former other… It just breaks one’s heart to know that he/she can give better affection to that other, yet that other prefers being abused by another…
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