The blow, was tough and tiring. Tore that tender heart, so fiercely. Who would have thought that behind all the cool smiles, and smothers, laid a heart of stone. Unmoving, and resentful.Rendering her weak, you whacked her world, and sent her wavering. Above the tumultous skies, she fell. Down the dark tunnel, she lay broken and battered. And you looked on, breathing and blabbing, of an unended victory.So she rose up, and conquered without you concurring. She couldnt care less , about your unneeded consent. Cos you are USELESS. A total wastage of her precious, energy.
And so weeks drained into years, and peeled away your poisonous memory.And all she feels now is painless pangs of pain. A mark imbedded, but long forgotten, and quite old.
