• rumanrulesneverend 20w

    Last
    night
    me and
    mine moon
    cried till
    the sun rises,
    he left me alone
    when i need him the
    most, just like a poet die
    when an ink needs the life to
    bloom in someone's heart and bleed
    the love and for some to heal the wounds.
    now, the sunshine wasn't kissing me, my skin
    burned of his love and my soul is burning
    underneath of his breath. the skies are betraying
    since he left me under the twilight sky and the stars
    are craving to see, me and him as us and the gloomy nights
    are exhilarated to fill my cemetery with. and the moon is in dilemma
    to consign those billet doux i wrote for him from my death bed under my coffin.
    each petal
    of the roses
    on my cadaver
    smell my
    love for
    him.
    the
    mourn
    -ing
    songs
    are on
    rest in
    guilty
    for
    loving
    him
    from
    the
    depth
    of my
    heart
    moan
    -ing
    soul
    still
    spying
    his
    way.
    I
    still
    belong
    to
    him
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