I'm so drained of life, can't fight any longer, of late all I've felt was the pain, the heartache and emotional hunger, devoid of a soul which she cruelly kept, left me a shell. I've joined the leaves of late, shaking to the ever colder wind. My stem has left the tree, floated down with love and now finally discarded. My soul and my body rot away, with every day, Why did I ever meet her?, I wonder, I guess not the desired lover, friend and wife, but rather the reaper in a beautiful Disguise.
Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 6:58 PM UTC
I'm so drained of life, can't fight any longer, of late all I've felt was the pain, the heartache and emotional hunger, devoid of a soul which she cruelly kept, left me a shell. I've joined the leaves of late, shaking to the ever colder wind. My stem has left the tree, floated down with love and now finally discarded. My soul and my body rot away, with every day, Why did I ever meet her?, I wonder, I guess not the desired lover, friend and wife, but rather the reaper in a beautiful Disguise.
Ps, Love really *****
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