A kiss did strike the final blow
too strong? too soon? or was it too slow?young love ripped to shreds, tip toe to head
Goodbye said; a harsh reality unsparedThe heart lay broken, past is now token
From sulfur and brimstone, a demon awokenThe past is past, the future grim
To care is failure, to love is sinBy what horrid thing is love replaced
A hollow soul, black and unchasteA faceless no one birthed this war
With gross deceit the hymen toreThe phantom, sits in reminiscence
“Belief in love turns me to this…”
O what dark reflections love dost bring…
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O what dark reflections love dost bring…
Absolutely awesome Upe! This one just rocks and has a perfect rhythm!
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🙂 thanks
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Dark.
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…but true about many hearts today
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Very True
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I’m just hanging around your blog here and there for a while, reading – and really experiencing. There is some wonderful wordsmithery going on here. Some is haunting, some bitter, some soft, some makes me grin – like a salad of many tastes!
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Enjoying Your comments! 🙂 … Thanks for stopping by. Seems you didn’t find that. Haiku I told you about 😀
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I will I will….too many distractions on your blog!
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but love conquers, know matter how grueling the battle, though the pit the vast, I’ll yet bring my inner glow………………..I love this piece. i kinda have sad ones too..
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Thanks Sean 🙂 …
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