You tried to hold the tune,
When you knew that,
I am the song that travels.
You tried to dismantle,
Yourself from me.
When you knew that,
I am not made of lust.
You tried to hold me captive,
In the world of emotions.
When you knew that,
I am not sentimental.
You tried to trap me,
In the set-up of promises.
When you knew that,
I am the most loyal.
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Misted Heart
PoetryI promise you a love, that is so deep and pure, and a reality, so bizarre. •Poetries and rants, that comes from deep within. By: A Misted Heart.
