She was beautiful
She was sweet
She created melodies
From her heartbeats
From the moment he saw her
He fell in love
He called her his angel
Sent from above
She accepted his love
Grabbed at his heart
Pretended to care for it
Then tore him apart
She showed him no mercy
Broke him to bits
Ignored the soft pleas
That fell from his lips
Broken and bruised
He wondered how it could be
That something from heaven
Could be as cruel as she
As he surveyed the wreckage
He had become
He struggled to believe
The dreams she'd sprung from
And if only he'd realised,
Or been warned before he fell:
The Devil that haunts us
Didn't come from hell.
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the echo of her thoughts (poetry collection)
PoesíaThis is for all those forgotten thoughts And all those missing dreams Every single unheard wish In faded memories To ideas lost in the space of time And those words drowning in the endless seas You'll always be there echoing The songs of the galaxie...
