Love, can be an essence of life
Or the heart’s knife
An opportunity to find someone better
Or come back to this heartbreak letter
I don’t want to love anymore
For it just continues this endless lore
I’m ought to be rejected
A soul which will never be tested
Why do I always fall for someone new?
And get covered in this red hue
Praying my love to finally go through
All to fall back to by mystery-true
I just want a break
From this constant pain
For my heart can’t take anymore strain
So, I end this cupid’s reign
I do not mind being single
solitude’s stillest mingles.
Yet this foolish heart
Keeps falling – only to split apart
To make myself better
And convert sawdust to stardust
By cleaning out the dust called lust
And finally regain my lost trust
This heart is a defeated knight
Who finds no glory in any fight
Still standing from day to night
But never in delight
I think its time
to put the sword down
as in this love town
I am always meant to frown
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 4:39 AM UTC
Love, can be an essence of life
Or the heart’s knife
An opportunity to find someone better
Or come back to this heartbreak letter
I don’t want to love anymore
For it just continues this endless lore
I’m ought to be rejected
A soul which will never be tested
Why do I always fall for someone new?
And get covered in this red hue
Praying my love to finally go through
All to fall back to by mystery-true
I just want a break
From this constant pain
For my heart can’t take anymore strain
So, I end this cupid’s reign
I do not mind being single
solitude’s stillest mingles.
Yet this foolish heart
Keeps falling – only to split apart
To make myself better
And convert sawdust to stardust
By cleaning out the dust called lust
And finally regain my lost trust
This heart is a defeated knight
Who finds no glory in any fight
Still standing from day to night
But never in delight
I think its time
to put the sword down
as in this love town
I am always meant to frown
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