That night at the vigil,
I saw him worship.
With a voice like an angel,
So powerful, that the choir ladies couldn’t help but gossip,
Out of sight, I fell for it.
One thing I didn’t know much about, was it was just for fun.
In no time I felt we could rhyme.
He sang well and so good my vocals were too,
Why not? I stormed his DM.
The replies and chats so fast.
Next Sunday after church
He called for a night out.
I couldn’t resist
Damn! He was hot and such a type like him is all I longed for.
Just weeks blinded in lust.
Things went fast.
Now he’s gone.
He plucked the flower
Just for an hour
And left for my bestie hire, goosh! he was a hunter…
Just fed a hungry soul.
Now he’s gone cause he’s already full.
Was it my fault? Hell no! It wasn’t.
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