Beaded love

My love was like an ordinary necklace 

Beaded with emotions, that once you wore

 with pride, but it could only embrace 

Your heart for a while, before you 

Decide to throw it away, scattering its

Pieces far, far away, distant from you

Now we both look for treasures

While you were exploring 

The glittery gold of other mens

I was still collecting those beads

As it’s the last souvenir of my

Long forgotten love!! 



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