Whirlwind
You showed me dreams of a paradise,
But now I see, it was hell in disguise.
I followed you like the fool I was,
Never thinking of what it would cause.
We were going faster than the wind,
To a destination, we were never pinned.
I was so in deep with the adrenaline,
I believed all your words to be genuine.
Perhaps I just wanted to be loved,
So to follow you, I felt I was behoved.
Anything too fast, is always left burnt,
Then why was I the only one to be hurt?
Now you're on another new adventure,
Still as fast, still without any indenture.
Just, this time I won't be your pillion rider,
But it's ok for you when you lay beside her.
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