Is this love? Was it love?
Or a tantrum filled torture
My dear heart,
Seems there is no end to your pain
What is this fear?
That inflates your mind
Every tear that takes a stroll
Down to find, the broken pieces of my heart
He got away with his way too smart
Here now sitting alone, inking this page
With tearful hearts, beating rage
As time flies through this night
Emotions from depths, take their flight
Dark thoughts linger in my head
Oh, what a dreamful life he led
Lost I am in my own ocean sinking
Mind confused thinking
I should have taken the precaution
Knowing it could be the darkest deep ocean
It's too late for this innocent soul to mend
The once blossom heart,
                                  now grained up sand...


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