We are pulled apart
Our love is a rose struggling to bloom
There are no ways for us to re-chart
Love and loss will consume
I love you
You love me
Why do i sometimes feel so blue
Maybe we aren't meant to be
How will this end
My heart skips a beat
I do not wish to pretend
You are the song stuck on repeat
Even after your last breath
I swear we will meet again after death
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Words Unspoken
PoetryFrom pain comes passion, from passion comes inspiration. These written words may not make sense, may not fit well, but they are real. Real pain and passion created these. Read each and learn a bit about me and my past, present, and future. Cover by:...
