The words he did say
Were like daggers shot;
Intended my way
But always caught
By him,nonetheless
I couldn't stop loving him
As he made me a mess
Only to be loved, by him
The words he left hanging
The sentences half crest
Was it me he was banging?
Or his soul stopped the rest?
The words he whispered
The one's too dirty.
To be heard,
Only when you're thirty
But I heard them anyway
And the words he screamed
The one's which carried my soul away
The one's I had only dreamed
The words that cut,
Sharper than a sword.
But what really hurt
Was the lack of words.
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The Journey of Love
PoetryIt is a collection of poems telling a love story.The story of triumph over destiny.The story of true love and empathy.The story of a broken heart.And the story of us.
