Without a name
Holding the same sense
Don't take life for granted
Gone beyond a reason
No one ever reclaimed the sign
The flame you hold
A loaded day
Cold and pale
A game with the devil
The crown at the edge of ordeal
A story in due time
A leech in hand
Losing control
The day is gone
Now
My soul departed.
YOU ARE READING
Two Tears
PoetryFor my love, My HOPE The love we have is a definite testament that spanned decades, though we came from afar place, we were always able to find each other, across an ocean of time. I love you eternally.
