You loved my wounds.
You loved how it was opened for everyone to see.
They saw the pain.
You saw the beauty.
They saw a storm form .
You saw a warm transform free mee .
They saw the torture form stronger in me .
But you drawed me as innocent.
You saw me as pure.
But the temptation got to you.
The temptation manifestation brought to you.
Only for you.
Took you.
Few knew you leave me.
But few could never know how much you meant to me.
Career I helped you with went out my control.
The painting of me I see everywhere in the musuem.
It brought joy to me one day but tore me the next.
You became the artist of my life.
You painted my happiness.
The Sweetness of your smile became my weakness.
One word tore you away from me.
Stole you from me.
Turns us stone cold and powers our generation .
Money was our enemy.
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Our faded happily ever after
Poetry"Will we overcome the past" A collection of poems made by me in no order. These poems has many meanings to them in each one . Some more difficult to understand than others. Some you can relate to but some may put you in A point of view for something...
