I though we could be a great equinox
But only I receive nothing but an hoax.
Perhaps the strings you've had
was a weak sprout,
And made me stumble as springs falls out.
I thought about ours as if there's no doubt,
But it made me think,
you've passed the other route.
I'd be your tranquility in hell, you'd swore,
But look how fast two hearts
would meet no more.
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Transcript Of Her Heart
PoetryRipples within this such tragedy, Turns art in the shades of poetry. "For my lover who devoided my heart, my seas been broken from keeping you ashore." [COMPLETED]
