‘it’s no use’

it’s no good
and it’s no use
when my expressions of love
are perceived as abuse
of liberty
and the right to decline
but you don’t understand
you can be only mine

you told me so
and reassured
that our time would come
and our future assured
now i see
that i was mislead
you killed what’s inside
soon one will be dead

there’s no path left to take
from this protracted anthesis
nothing left to break
only ill-fitting pieces
as i scrabble to gather them
i know it’s no use
the adhesion is lost
and can’t be reproduced

 

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