The pen is running low
There's not much left to do
While love begins to fade
Then I wonder Why
Good things can never last
And then I get lucky
All this heart ache is the
Taste of Blood and Chocolate
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Bitter Sweet
Posted by MyLifeInShambles at 1:57 PM
Labels: Love, Relationship
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1 comments:
Beautiful poem Twisted. Really evokes the bitter sweet melancholia of fading love. Great stuff, the real thing.
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