When there is no more love left,
Life feels dull,
And pain comes like a hammer to the skull,
Now every bridge has burnt to the ground.
Alone on her own island,
Smoke filling the sky overhead,
Choking until she's dead,
On the ashes of her love.
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I'm Just Trying To Find Painless Love
Poetry"Sometimes it's not the butterflies that tell you you're in love... but the pain." -Unknown Part Three: I guess I still need to learn. --------- A collection of 2018 and 2019 poems 12/3/19 #5 in livinglife #47 in painfullove 19/3/19 #182 in finding...
