and you came.
with a thought in mind. a plot in mind.
i took you in.
with my arms wide open.
but little did i know.
that it was not love that you held me with.
that it was not care you felt me with.
but it was a pre planned motive.
a pre planned love.
a love that demanded my love.
a love that suited your life.
a life around yourself. noone else
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