It all began with him,
He gave his heart,
She walked off,
And things began to fall apart;
His sorrows touched the sky,
Happiness at the grounds much lower,
She forced a new start,
And then it was all over;
He started to talk,
With the bruises he found,
As if darkness was the only light,
And silence was the only sound;
He wanted to stay,
He was playing no game,
She wanted to kill,
And She was doing the same;
The promises she made,
Were deals of the devil,
With the mask of a human,
And body of the evil.
He was dead alive,
Burned with a candle light,
Love being the murderer,
And the dreadful girl winning the fight.
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Until I Saw You
PoetryHighest rank 7 in POETRY on 9/12/2016 "Poetry Is the art of putting your mind on to the paper " This whole collection is the consequence of imagination turned into words . It contains love poems , some of them being cheerful , while some of them bei...
