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The Hook without a Bait
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The Hook Without a Bait
-Would tears betray me as well?
-Ignore me and trickle down laxatively
-Until they touch my cut
-Make me hurt
-……
-I choke down
-Like there is a lump in my throat
-……
-Bitterly I retrospect
-Realizing it’s simply a winning hook
-Thrusting in my heart
-But I am still biding insanely
-I’m not hurt
-Really not
-Because the heart doesn’t belong to me way back
-……
-Peering at the tumid cut
-I suddenly realized that your words are radically not a commitment
-They are virtually my wishful delusion
-……
-I might not be a tender creature
-And it’s also not your fault
-……
-Without a bai
-It hardly means cheat or deceit
-It is me who are hooked by the hook without a bait
Post comment Comment (4 replies)
- Reply wuxie_0722
- I belive the hurt will make you become maturity soon.
- Reply Alvin.Tang
- I believe that this poem is about a touching story.
- Reply rich
- poor you! what a moving poem! beautifully sad! pull yourself together; there're plenty of fish out there in the sea, as the famous saying goes.
I'm becoming tougher and I'm biding for my fish hehe..