Embers
Don’t look into my heart,
There’s nothing left to see…
Just a few dying embers,
Leftovers from a fantasy.
Shut the door behind you,
Shut the door as you leave;
The darkness echoes the calm
My heart feels after I grieve.
Let hope fade into oblivion,
Don’t come near me again…
Your touch revives love,
A love that invokes pain.
You’re all I have left in me,
Only you make me whole;
Instead of killing me little by little,
Put a bullet through my soul.
5 afterthoughts :
man dats cold!
You are my soul sister :) Like I always say.
~Annie.
That was really really nice. I came by here after a long time and truly loved this one :) Kudos
Lovely.
I can totally relate to it,
the thought saddens me,but that doesn't matter.It shouldn't really.
Again,lovely :)
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