As shadow, we are.
Seen in light, hidden by darkness.
As wind my love are.
Here it comes, there it goes.
Leaving nothing but a chill to my wound.
Never should us be together.
If this ending is predicted.
Never should I love you.
If the winds of faith blows me.
Sprouting happiness,
Blinding truth.
Endless lust,
Never lose.
Foolish I am,
Being me,
Trusting love,
Failing thee.
Once upon a thousand years,
A man died.
After dying a million years,
The truth lied.
Truth saying lies?
Never it may be.
Endings sad,
But no tears shed,
Startings wonderful,
But no joys heard.
Why should it start?
For a reason it is.
A reason why I,
I the foolish one,
Dropped dead in the end.
Kill me! I said.
Your words are sharp as blades,
Piercing my weak soul.
The heart,
Given to be hurt in the end.
But still given,
To know the truth it may seem,
Seemingly death.
Endless it may seem,
If I continue.
Forever I stay,
My heart shall hold.
Wayne [EMO]
** Do tell me how is my somehow poem like blog **
** It just came out of me out of nowhere **
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