Oh you blubbering fool,
did you really think for you he would fall?
Oh you blubbering fool,
did you really think you're the princess of the ball?
And oh you blubbering fool,
whatever happened to your principles?
And oh you blubbering fool,
whatever happened to no-love-worthy disciples?
But oh you blubbering fool,
how dare you let him control you?
But oh you blubbering fool,
why stand by with his infidelity so true?
And oh you blubbering fool,
what on earth is your problem?
And oh you blubbering fool,
how are you going to solve them?
Because oh you blubbering fool,
you have so many defects!
Because oh you blubbering fool,
your vulnerability is a reflex!
YOU ARE READING
Poesy of Eloquence
Poetry❝ this tragedy is soaked with tears that dry the ink in my hands. ❞ ━ the poesy I've yearned to release ever since I taught myself to pick up the pen and write. ❝ for if the painting of my words be the garden upon the gate of heaven, glimpse them...
