I hate her to the core!
From inside the bus, I make sure
she is nowhere in sight.
I march on forward
Under his protection; Confident
she wouldn’t dare touch me.
Quite a number of paces,
She attacks; From all sides
tries to get at me. But defeated!
She comes again.
With her sister; Loyal as ever
he tries. He fights. He fails.
Another time. Another place. Another attire.
I would’ve loved her with all my heart.
But now I’m drenched, And that’s not cool!
© mar:ter
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