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Pretentious Love


Now you are busy when the room is full
ardently heaping the manipulated praises
being carried away in an enchanting pull

thinking it’s fun – living promiscuously
calling them experiences, to escape the gazes
easily accessible and leaving as quickly

No, you wouldn’t understand now …..first you have to rise above
come to me – when you are tired of these games
until then, spare me your pretentious love.


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