Not a question
To ask a thrown stone
Left alone
So love lorn
Ravaged soul
War torn
Prone
To happiness dead born
Bonds
Of dusk morns
What love can such a soul define?
With bitterness refined
At the core of a life redefined
How many people know what love is?
What life is to live in apathy?
When rain brings pain
More than the blessings it reigns
More of the tears we fear
Brought to our eyes so clear
Have to be forced
Burnt and Torched
Like a thrown coin
Scorching in the old sun
Loneliness run
Deep inside lies
A sorry scene
To be precise
Thrown stone
Again flown
Disowned
By life
By love
Tears...
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