About Love Poem by Annonimus Excretus

About Love



In the end Love is a beautiful lie
And the break a painful truth
Everyone wakes up with eyes full of tears
Of the pain when we took the first step of fate
But the fateful hope of tomorrow
Will slowly heal yesterdays wounds of sorrow.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: fate,sorrow,wounds
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