when my heart give you its last beat
will you shower my grave with forget-me-not petals
and sleep by my coffin door?
i would die for you because
that's such a heavenly way to die,
now rest with me, lie with me,
my heart just won't stop bleeding
i bring you the drama of Shakespeare
in the shape of Romeo's promises
written with Juliet's blood,
the poeticism of falling in love
so hard that it broke everyone of my bones,
is the drama of reality;
romance turned into tragedy
then you left me alone
at a waiting room with smell of coffee & death,
with 206 healed bones
and a heart still broken
calling me just to hear me cry,
wanting me just to watch me bleed
you made me break my own bones
falling for you
but you couldn't even deal with a broken heart
loving you
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the beautiful side of misery ¦ pink
Poetryart is nothing more than the way we have to express how beauty looks through our eyes but art, the real, purest and most captivating form of art is finding beauty where nobody else can so i slipped through the most morbid corners of my guts to portr...
