Glued and Stuck
Now he’s stuck;
Stuck on my brain.
He used a glue stick,
To drive me insane.
The thoughts stuck;
There on my brain,
Seeped through the glue
Into my veins.
Through the veins;
His essence travelled,
Entering my heart,
Leaving me baffled!
He infiltrated my blood stream;
He cracked open my heart;
Espionage via my mind;
I didn’t even see it start.
He states: “Not Guilty.”
He only denies.
Says I’ve made it up,
That he “Tells no lies.”
Yet there is pain;
Deep in my heart,
As every little piece of me
Falls apart…
I guess it was child’s play,
With toxic glue,
That seeped through my veins
To make me love you.
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