The roses that now sprout in the garden of my heart are lifeless,
the brilliant red that preyed upon the love we shared is now all but a heatless fire_-with Lovat it's new reflection.
Shadows of despair corrupt the shine in my heart and a mask of heart break suffocates my mind
I can't feel or tell reality,for the colour that painted my life faded away.
Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 3:51 AM UTC
The roses that now sprout in the garden of my heart are lifeless,
the brilliant red that preyed upon the love we shared is now all but a heatless fire_-with Lovat it's new reflection.
Shadows of despair corrupt the shine in my heart and a mask of heart break suffocates my mind
I can't feel or tell reality,for the colour that painted my life faded away.
When love is the colour in your life... heartbreaks devour all the colorful pieces in your world...leaving you empty
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