As it slowly cools down,
I become numb to the pain,
The sudden change hit me like a train,
Now it's just a horn in the distance.
It hasn't left,
It's still there,
Now I know that demons wear,
The mask of an angel.
Though I keep loving them,
The past is back,
All dressed in black,
Foreshadowing the events of my heart.
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I'm Just Trying To Find Painless Love
Poesie"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...
