Bitter-Sweet Valentine,
I know now that
You were never mine.
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I hope you don’t choke
On your expensive wine,
I hope your beard
doesn’t catch fire,
I hope your chocolates don’t
Taste like lime.
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I hope your lies
Will keep you warm,
As you hide from me
Like a little worm.
I hope a strong wind
Blows you back to where
You came from,
Which must be the depths of hell,
The devil’s kingdom.
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I hope your love with her
Fades with time,
When she realizes
That loving you is a
Heinous crime.
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I hope the door hits you
On your back this time,
As you scuttle away,
My Bitter-Sweet Valentine.
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Written by
Ivie M. Eke 2018.
(Something for The ‘I hate Valentine’s Day’ crowd 😊).
