When the once tasty kiss
Parted their lips is exposed to the poisonous air
No spell can bind their heart wish
From breaking out of despair
Lovers were true but the world is cruel
Love births life and hate gives her death
Love is short-lived.
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The Light In Me
PoetryThe first page of a new anthology I hear the sound of my favorite words Like art, music and photography. I see the footprints of my past and thoughts. Feeling of excitement from my fingertips The words of understanding from my bare lips. I can'...
