It brings along a promise of eternity
only to leave me at dawn
when the realization dawns upon
that it was a stranger and I was a whore
who was only meant to be used but never loved.
Time and time again, love knocks at my door,
Leaving me as a weeping mess on the floor.
I have moved on from an old love who was wrong
I have started to like someone and it isn't right
But,What if I wasn't a whore ?
Could the things have been different?
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