true love, you promised
I shared with you a truth
souls and bodies facing the fog of war
I gave you a heart so pure
but our love was just a figment of a promise
it pains me as a wish unfilled
as I bid you goodbye
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Soul Of The Darkest Hour
PoetryDo we want to escape the realities of our lives if there were only pleasure and happiness, not horrendous lies? Some say an abundance of darkness is what makes us appreciate a trickle of light. There was meant to be a balance not a pit of chaos in t...
