It was a dark overcast day,
Even nature recognised the injustice of it all,
Yet still,
The world spun around the sun and life would go on,
But not mine,
This day would never leave me,
And she would never leave this day,
The one thing I loved in this cruel world,
For a crime we were both guilty of,
Yet only she was being punished,
Well, only she was being killed,
I would never be the same,
I would be broken,
That was what they wanted,
To break me,
To make me submit,
To break my spirit,
In my heart I knew,
I knew she would want me to move on,
But they had won,
I was broken,
She would die,
And with her my soul.
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PoetryFree verse poetry which I started writing because I came up with two really good lines and then expanded on.
