24/05/2024
IF I CANST NOT BLINK TO LOVE!!
Inside the chamber of a heart,
Wealth of love is death,
With the words a tongue can't recite,
Wounded is the veins that can't heal,
Puzzled are the tears that can't be mended,
Even a hymn can't plough joy,
Every verse that is pure can't make peace,
Lost is love that was impressive,
With every memory of it's eyesight is sin,
If it was love as said to be worth a rose,
It's just thorns that ebarks to scars,
If love was seen to it's true perfection,
It shouldn't be used as a weapon,
To wrath with sweet dreams to lie.
®°°°°°TuNnEl ViSiOn°°°°°®
®°°°EM MABENA°°°®
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