I remember you clearly, your face still pure
Unlike my mind stuck in the endless night
Happy memories make me think of what could've been
The painful memories showing me what it was
You were my beautiful night sky
Plagued with storms and no moonlight
Our love was a beautiful spectacle
Not as beautiful as the lies you told
I hear your footsteps walking away
Every step a shot straight to my heart
You are a tattoo on my mind, never fading
Just like the scars inked into my skin
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Lyrics Of Life
PoetryLife: Noun//1: the period between the birth and death of a living thing, especially a human being. What happens in a life? This book details the good and the bad things in life, one poem at a time. Highest rank: #130 in poetry ^-^ Thank you for all...
