I felt cold
when he replaced my love,
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired.
Tearful eyes
searched the dark horizon,
hoping to discover my mistake.
Broken dreams
scattered over dry sands,
but my aggrieved heart he had ensnared.
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Blood Never Forgets
life before the bruises
When Roots Rot
deceit drained our desire to flower
The Devil’s Whisper
caused my life to vanish
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Veins of Corruption
feet dragged in the filth of apathy
The Cold Chain
it gleamed silver in the muted air
Deep Black Eyes
while my moist lips trembled