Let me cry
Cry till these tears get dry
Dry not cause I want to stop
Stop is not a question
Question is the hurt
Hurt that burns within
Within my soul, turning my heart
Heart from gold to coal
Coal so cold, full of agony
Agony not cause of you
You were just helping me out
Out from my helpless broken self
Self which I am surrounded with
With the darkest clouds of fear
Fear of hurt, of losing, of death
Death of my feelings and emotions
Emotions...Yes! emotions of my love
Love that you kicked out of your heart and senses
Senseless, I am....thus this is the pain I am in
In a shameless character, No!!! My love was pure
Pure and innocent, yet you killed it...



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