Straight From The Hell

She said it wouldn’t matter
For us to be apart,
Our love would still shine on
Over the usual crap.

This little sacrifice
We’ve settled upon time ago
Will get us through somehow…
We’re fooling whom – you know?

We did it anyway,
We split the road apart
And finished over seas
At least with broken hearts

You didn’t know yourself;
I thought I knew you well,
But it turned out to be
A bless…
straight from the hell.

by Harthman Carpio Munteanu

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