Love is a farce
It is a deciever's craft
His language of love
Entwines you in passion and emotion
Then steals your heart
But when the bubble bursts
There's only pain
Of heart that lay broken
Solitude is welcome
Where the fire has long died
Leaving ashes of dreams behind
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A Palette of Feelings
PoetryHere I have put my thoughts and feelings in poems. Cover by bibgraphic161 These poems are all contest entries.
