The Death ~ Love Kills Poem by Malaya Roses

Resentment unfolds the shady lines
Some heart was made cold
Blade and blood
Thorns and spikes
Love kills
A passion
In heart
Try to console you
I am the broken
At the sole of disappointment
Million deaths
Will never enough
Ending was finding no finale.

My mirror
My soul was broken
Inconsolable agony, can’t seek the depth
Lost within words of lies
At glance of smile, kisses
Love embracing deceits.

At many tries of failures,
I made to die.
His name is suffering
Galore on his
Honesty becomes sand on the no name land.
Faceless faith is mocking the coffin.
Death upon me
Condemned to hell
Honor in love
Casualty upon honesty
Dried of the roses weren’t made in my harsh summer
Burned alive or staked till death, I am here no more
Holy grief and many sorrows are coming along.
Tears at the interment of the fallen

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