Phineas Molale

Rookie - 0 Points (1986-28-05 / Soweto-White City)

Love Is Dead - Poem by Phineas Molale

Love is dead
Corpse of love, love is buried
Memories that love carried
Called a devil without emotions for I hate to be reminded
My heart, a home of pain
Pain turned to be a treasure
For! It's the only thing that reminds me of you
After all the garbage you put me through
I always thought I loved you, but I never
I'm not cruel but however
You're more than welcome to the memorial service
Love is dead


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 29, 2013



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