Am sure and I know you are not a scam.
Sometimes I just want to rush into you, but you always ask me to be calm.
You come like an arrow, and you pierce my heart and you let my soul be.
You took me to the peak and set me up just to know what I would see.
You try to change my personality,
For me to adapt.
But sometimes I feel firty
When I see the beauty.
In others experience you look so sweet, and interesting.
In my own why must you be bitter, even when it seems like am fighting.
I know on a norm you are supposed to me a bitter sweet experience.
But why should mine be bitter-bitter experience.
I sort for you all the days of my life.
Both under rain and strife .
And at the end you stab my back with a knife.
Why must I fall for the wrong person.
And still at the end I will refuse to take the lesson.
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Many said the true you no longer exists.
Yet in my argument I still persist.
When I look at my list, it seems like am abusing you.
But I think it's because I have not find the right person, and that is true.
You are not a scam.
Now I just want to follow you being calm.
The red evil arrow that pierce thy heart and let thy soul be.
But one day you will reveal the good and allow me to see.
Chukwunweolu Okoro