mistake was love
Whatever our souls are made of I'm sure i was made on water and you on oil
You and I would never be one,as much as we diluted our affections in love.
If I know what pain is now ,it is because of you.
My mistake was love.
Hate isn't enough of definition of what I feel for you,
A demon in the human soul.
It's disgusting to think of the promises you tickle my future with.
Your hobby was toying my soul.
My mistake was love.
I can fully confess love is blind
How dead was I to notice your Judas kissed
With every kiss you speckled betrayal and hate to my love.
My mistake was love.
@prof George Daniel Meya.
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