Spartan

Now on a lonely path
Got served by the oath
With concealed emotions
For she now care less, proved by her actions

Tis we that tide yester
But she, now an official tester
To rob me all the plight
Left at check, within a fortnight

Left deeply in turmoil
Tis my life time toil.
Wiles she posed all along
Yet I thought love was among

All that matter dissolved so fast
And I will never live in the past
Tis so hard to walk away
But now I leave not to regret, faraway

by Wilson Tinotenda Waison

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