The windows of my soul gaze
into his searching for an ounce of love.
Desperate and sad trying hard
to keep my promise to love.
My heart breaks into pieces
but i still tried to stick them
together to love you.
I tried hard to keep a hold of him
even after all that he did to me
in this world.
My palms torn and bloody
reach out to the god of heavens,
but the devil held my hand and
took me to the underworld.
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Love, insecurity and pain
PoetryA collection of poems written by a insecure lover in pain...
