Silly Fools Love

These arrows in my heart are stopping me From the moment in a different direction I sit here from thee. Cupid wasn't here to stare into the fear of Lucy, She's lovely once you get to the point, Games are her things she loves, Even death is a fire she brings, Soon where is me in the place of thee. Pouring out My heart to the sea, An ocean in between the connection you bring, Swimming with my demons for you took the boat, Like the time you stabbed me in the back, Cut my throat to watch the blood pour Aftermath of a impact. Two years since we left now I'm here, With arrows through my heart, I'm a mess with stress still trying my best, Here in the place of thee a tree, That finally started to grew, Test my will love fall apart, The monsters rage in the dead of night. Only guarantee in this life is what you fight for. Written: 1/13/16
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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