The Other Type Of Love - Poem by Tota E.A.A.
Love is supposed to be between you and
like you see on tv, like singing a beautiful
the most of them, arguing about gym, but
what about those with a silence
Those kinds have no choices they can win,
they have to greef in silence and within
no one can anderstand the situation they are in
acting like they have a thick skin,
but underneeth they are a loony bin
ahh where do i begin?
how can a man choose beetween,
his family that have been trough so
or the one that you love, he walks with a
praying everyday for strengt from above,
the signs shows that its not a destined love
used to be easy hiding the pain behind this
now you can see the marks like being tattood
without a space
you are uncapable to make a choise,
so I must be cold cause i've lost my voice
I won't show you that am sorry
Go ahead move on without a worrie
I hope someday you'll understand,
my coldness is the hardest pain kind
the memories of us i'll keep forever,
if my love for you will end? never.
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