When love turns to hatred
Bonds broken and torn,
The sweet smell of the single red rose,
Now pricks your finger with a thorn.
Bitter words exchanged in the heat of the night,
No love lost just thrown out of sight.
A union once blessed now tossed out to sea,
Bands of gold, discarded unlocked with a key.
Two hearts joined now ripped at the seams,
Vows now provoked, in two different dreams.
Separate paths taken,you just walk alone,
Glance over your shoulder.......He may just come home.
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Memories
PoetryPoems Created With Feeling By Using True Words. These are only mine ideas only mine do read and comment plz :)
