BP ( / London)

Glass Flower

Pain, denial, guilt and fear
Stronger with each rolling tear
Love is always doomed to die
Life is all just one big lie
I'm hurting though it never shows
Each time i see you my pain grows
My face so pale, my body meek
With every step, my soul grows weak
Insane for love, all hope is gone
To gain the strength to carry on.

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Comments (3)

Dear Bridgid Hope you have love in your life even if it's someone smiling in the street. Love Duncan
love does that weakens the soul before the final victory when two become one and delight changes memory into lovely dreams a fine poem
Read Tiyler Durden's poems. You were made for each other.