Broken Sun
SLICED HEART
Where are the old men
Who would curse unmarried men
Im bounded by chains
Which entangle my heart and im in pains
No fight but there is no peace
Depression accompanied by harsh heart pace
Death i swear is the end of my race
I saw the grave which im afraid to face
I made a choice which i regret
Words are making me fly like jet
Who i thought i had won a bet
I thought i was inside the net
I have suffered in the name of love
Patience all in magazines for love to move
Talk yes communication to solve
But now i feel away i have to drive
Where is the promise
For now i see demise
Not a bed of rose
That not what i choose!
@dafina
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