Cremated Love... - Poem by Stephen Paul
Buried me into that love pit,
That love was simply made for myself to lit...
Unfortunately my love was so much great,
That great which was unable to fit in that ugly pit...
Thinking that the love would be much tastier,
Turned my sweetest thoughts bitter...
Feets under the earth was my cemetery created,
Can never that bitter feeling make my life better...
The girl I started loving the most,
One day was partially lost...
Pretended like a devil to,
To deliver me to the hell-full dust...
Wanted to become the king of sins,
Wanted to cut those ugly fins...
Not afraid of what God thinks,
'Coz I was a victim of that cremated love...
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