Poem -
Death by Obsession
I loved youĀ until it hurt me to.Ā
It was a silence that grew.Ā
The sick things people do.
How you felt about me came out of you.
It used to be, I'd do anything to feel close to you.
Any excuse would do.
I was hurt, I was scared.
I wasn't prepared, for the end.
He was a manifestation. Divine intervention.
A damged heart with good intention.Ā
A mad man put in a strange situation.
What did heĀ think of me and my infatuation.Ā
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Hi Sweet Tina,
Please letĀ the death of your obsession,Ā become the birth of your reformation.Ā He was but one bad seed that instead of a flower, grew into a wily weed.Ā Time to dig him out of your sweet flower bed, and discard the evil one.Ā Then plant another seed for this one will grow into that beautiful sweet rose that you so deserve.
Peace and Love,
xox Larry