I watch you in your darkest hour,
Clinging to your long lost soul,
I am high above the eiffel tower,
A heart as black as coal.I do not wish to hear your pleas,
You cannot turn back time,
It's too late for you to make amends,
Your actions you cannot rewind.I'll see you in the midnight hour,
For I am the angel of death,
I'll be there when you cease to exist,
Hanging on to your last dying breath.
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Losing My Lover
PoetryA creative book of poetry. This author absolutely loves rhymes. All poems are a work of the authors mind or heart and belong to those of the author. ©Destiney Boyd 2016