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A Tale of Two Different Cities
Due to 'I love you' Little sorrow sat and wept From the cradle to the grave For a man who never cared. Just like the plants in his house, who silently begged to be watered, That was how she begged for his love yet his emotion towards her was as cold as ice. His anger was like a tempest, At the slight provocation, He unleashed his rage upon her. And after every beating, prince charming always promised to change But no matter how a chameleon changes, it'll always remain the same. Just like the child of cobbler has no shoe, That was how her lover had no love for her Yet she hoped... and died. Poetry: “Reflection” by Anthony Agbo Wolfpack Contributor: Anthony Agbo New Poem: Love by Anthony Agbo 2 Poems by Anthony Agbo : Love and Lust & My Muse