Lie a lost child
I wander into
the lion's den
stumbled upon
the lone enemy
a savage
a madman
Like a young fool
I fell for the
image
the idea
ignoring the obvious and
reasoning away the predictable
I could change him
I could make him mine
Like the class dunce
I wonder how
everyone understood the
street slang but me
read in between the lines and
deciphered the code
but me
knoew to stay far away
and leave him alone
but me
Like a fool
I am trapped in the
tangle of my own design
a trap
of my own setting
because I
loved him
more than me
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