Dont marry me
Im just a poet
Please let me be
Else youd be hurt.
Im a tool for poetry
Im an art in solitary
Whose heart is free
As free as a leafs tree.
In the realm of thought
My heart constantly dwell
Where true love is drought
As drought as an empty shell.
Even if you marry me
No matter how you feel
I wont give you my time
I would spend it writing rhyme.
My words are unreal
My love is the opposite.
Youd love my euphony
But hate my cacophony.
Please let go of me
Even if you marry me
Id fall in love with my pen
And leave your heart in pain.
For Im just a poet
Whose heart is plant
Nigh the ocean of thought
In natures realm beneath.
If you finally marry me
Youll forever hate me
Im only addicted to my pen
And the thought that flows like rain.
Im an illusory
Im not real
My words kill
Youd fall prey.
Im literally a poet
An emblem of introvert
I prefer the world of solitude
Dont marry me if you cant accord my attitude.
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