It was always in your eyes
It was there in the way you used to say it
Those exact words that still make an echoe in my head
Those words that are painful than a thousand wounds on my body
Those words that are far worse than scars on my soul
The words that I am still finding my way through them
Leaving like a broken dream
Infact empty promises sounds sweet
And pleasing to the ears and mind
But Im here
Lonely than the stars on the sky
Cold than the winter itself
And dead even a corpse is better.
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Wounds of the Moon
PoetryIwish you days with sunrise and gentle breezes. I wish you smiles with no reason to be sad I wish you happiness which knows no end I wish you peace of mind even in my mind I wish you love that will never wilter like ours has I am here for you, alway...
