Alive:
didn't think you'd find another
after we said goodbye
from where we left our flame ALIVE
thinking it'd never die
but who am i to blame you
who am i to still cry
from being burned of the ashes
of the love we once knew
the love that was once ALIVE
it feels so true
scars bleed inside
the love we knew
was never alive
forever died.
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(1) Prologues of a Brokenheart (COMPLETED)
Poetry"because love requires guts, a soul, and a short term memory..." -some bookmark Random thoughts and lyrics about the heart and it's misadventures. [Copyright.styledinpink.sweetnovemberof.2013]
