about loveA Poem by settea poem using idiomsBack to the Drawing Board I am as I try to pick up the Shattered pieces of my life. Adding Insult to the Injury Were the people Whom I thought I can trust. Love is an emotion That has no price tag attached, But still costs an arm and a leg. The Betrayal was actually A blessing in disguise Coz’ the realization happens. Elvis has left the building, I was in pain I was hurting, But every cloud has a silver lining, It is time to let scars be healed. Time to move on finally. © 2018 sette
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