Tuesday, February 11, 2014

shit stains on my heart

the inescapable fate
of a love - thats turned to hate
everything that it knew
wasn't true
but love still stayed

it was broken and bruised
like the man that i am.
how many times must love die,
until i finally understand

that there is no chance
for a love this real
simply cant exist
in this fucked up world.

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