To poetry I lived
Insidely pain was healed
Words I revealed
While my heart bleed
These words ain't enough
Without feeling its rough
Though it's been tough
I aint born with luck
I meet someone they leave
Indeed love don't exist
That word is strictly dismissed
I don't care if anyone resist
Promises are meant to be broken
Hope everyone was awoken
This poisonous love potion
Butterflies flew in motion
I'm done ready to leave
The past shouldn't be retrieved
Its your loss so grieved
I need real one undeceived
I'm mistaken for our similarities
To all the songs and melodies
Those documentaries and philosophies
Are meant to be memories
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YOU ARE READING
The End of Us
PoetryI write these for someone He's special to me and a love one That's all we are, and were done Feelings slowly fades and gone These poetries are left unsaid And I just write it instead ...
