The Ache Of A Shallowed Mind, A Broken Heart, The End Of Time. Poem by shaniqua parker

I played w/ his mind lik it was a game of sum kind. Hoping and praying dat i'll come out fine. He always said i had never ending eyes. Da ones people get lost in sometimes. So i played w/ his heart til he promised dat we'd never part. He said my heart was lik a black whirl pool. Always sucking in the love and never giving out. So i played w/ his soul til he told me he was lik a never ending shadow. He said ' my love was a poisoned rose that he plucked'. And he said 'he got stuck by my thorns'. He said ' i got devil horns'. So i played w/ his love, til he left me lik a sorrowing dove. He said dat 'i took his love w/o permission, stole his mind and left him w/ no control, grabbed his heart and ripped it apart, and abandoned his soul leaving him feeling lik a shadow'. he said 'i basically killed his life and now he's taking mine'........