When Love Dies

Jason Falsis

28 Sep, 2012 01:51 PM
Thy death, Oh! Love
Is more than a horrible death
An unbearable pain
A knife to the soul.

A misery with no joy 
A disdain with no hope 
A mere feeling of sadness
A mere feeling of loneliness

A nightmare with open eyes
That sweet dream couldn't pass
And a sleep couldn't go through
Nor tears could flow.

How could this be?
When at times it is the perfect love
But turned out an open cut
Where blood and tears flowed.

Is it because everything changes?
Or time just has to pass by?
It's better to be in the dark
For this sadness is hard to bear.
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