Our drives became smaller,
Holding less conversation,
Then you became taller,
Weilding more intimidation.
Your eyes grew colder,
Along with Winter's wind,
My heart began to smolder,
My head began to spin.
Thus the silent nights,
Where words became unspoken,
When they did they turned to fights,
And we both became broken.
Though it was a mountain we had to climb,
To adore the view at the top,
Colours of the sky, sublime.
Effort you put in? You did not.
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Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
