The token was a ring
And I imagined the best
But I stopped to sing
When he awoke from his restHe had to marry her now
She was killing his money
So he had to take the vow,
Call her honeyAnd I was to say yes
As he did ask me;
To move on from his mess
He wanted to free meAnd here, I had thought
The token would bind us
But now,all was lost
Oh there was no 'us'.
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The Journey of Love
PoesiaIt 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.