Love is a fire of mine easily blown out
Like a birthday candle without a doubt
Growing in age year by year
Always ready to shed another tear
Taken without context, the book of unspoken love
Just let it fly in the sky, let it be known as the bloody dove
Torn apart by such a sight of something so beautiful
Now all I see is a life that is completely dull
Thrown under the train of unforgiving heartbreak
Given the truth of what a lover can take
Forget the money, forget the food
All I see is an unforgiving dude
The sight of one man can stir such a pain
It's just a person in the air with a hurricane
I'm amazed at how such words can be brought
It just makes this world rot
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Terrors of the mind
PoetryOnly left with broken feelings. A series of poems give a feeling of what others may be going through.
