Layout by: Lyka Jhoi Soriano
Published by: Hannah Rondaris
Date Published: April 1, 2024
Time Published: 7:24 AM
Category: Poetry
Theme: Loving a Red Flag Man
Beneath the crimson warning sign,
a storm in disguise, I loved a man.
His charm was a flame that danced in deep,
a skeleton in the closet he vowed to keep.
His promises were twisted under the shadow.
A bunch of lies, he presents as a show.
For in his arms, where pain once dwelled,
I found myself torn in red.
Since loving him means putting out the fire,
a sway toward peril, a weak desire.
So let this scarlet romance be a decree,
to those who love with eyes that cannot see.
All the tears he caused me for crying
were nothing to how much I enjoyed the pain.
Maybe I'm the dumbest guy for still loving him,
even though I know he symbolizes pain.
what can I say?
I was addicted to suffering.
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