Ares the Destroyer
What is there left to fix,
When your words crushed what is already broken?
Whose fault is it that I'm in this maze?
Without you, my path refuses to straighten
Who am I to expect I was loved by you?
In reality, I was yours out of pity
Where is your bottle full of promises?
It must have gone with the wind as it has always been empty
Why can I not get myself back?
Maybe because I gave my all to you
How can I ever forget you,
When scars of our memoirs stained me to remember what we had?
A warrior fights against a destroyer
Did you - just for once - fight for us?
- louvingly
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A Mist of Our Mythologies | ✓
PoesiaIn veiled pages, goes a million wrecked words attempting to burst out of the book we once wrote in the wondrous shelter of our love, of our supposed tomorrow together. Still, piece by piece, you disentangled while I am torn with the rest of your rem...
