M A R I Y A
(Possession)
by Arcassin Bunrham
Mariya,
theres no one higher,
two roses from a coffin in your hair,
smiling at the sun,
hot as a cup of coffee,
my your heart should be on the run,
love unconditional,
reciprocate your love,
dont let anyone take your joy,
but as all of the above,
searched for that perfect boy,
leaving out the reality that like him care,
glances while you stop,
watches while you stare.
Mariya.
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