The pepper of grief and regret
Is a spice to my every dish.
It is bitter and even the jam
Of love tastes like a jelly-fish.
Was I spelled to the rascal`s whim?
I am lost and I`m sacrificed.
I`d forget that I used to be
A white pearl and the warmest sunlight.
15.06.2020
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