The Love Game By Naomi Mulandi A.K.A Nimoh the Poet (403) South
She called herself his lover
Yet all he wanted was to have her
She gave him all her trust
Yet his mind was full of lust
In her heart she put him first
Yet in his she was the last
She forgot her love was crucial
With him she felt so special
She thought the feeling was mutual
But to him this was just usual
She made decisions without thinking
She thought this boy was so tempting
She thought she was sugar and spice
Now she wishes she had been wise Wondering why she didn't think twice Now she is paying the price
by:
NAOMI MULANDI A.K.A NIMOH THE POET (403)SOUTH










