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The Love Lost
For one moment its magical,
The words become too much to use,
Not even a single minute could pass without letting it out,
Making me feel like for once the world doesn't matter.
The promises stayed countless everyday,
While the whole future was just piled on on bitter lies,
Those that at the moment brought joy,
But now its all pain and disappointments,
How wicked can a soul be?
They looked at me and called me a lunatic,
Well back then i could understand,
As my whole sanity was a butter on your vows,
The perfect stories that turned me anxious daily,
Now even one person is hard to trust,
As I had trusted myself yet lost in faith.
The love lost me,
Where am I?
Who am I?
I wonder in sorrow as my tears roll down,
How would i survive knowing I'm not so innocent after all,
As i had sold my soul to the devil,
Now i shall pay with my own heart.
© Adelyn Moliepe
The words become too much to use,
Not even a single minute could pass without letting it out,
Making me feel like for once the world doesn't matter.
The promises stayed countless everyday,
While the whole future was just piled on on bitter lies,
Those that at the moment brought joy,
But now its all pain and disappointments,
How wicked can a soul be?
They looked at me and called me a lunatic,
Well back then i could understand,
As my whole sanity was a butter on your vows,
The perfect stories that turned me anxious daily,
Now even one person is hard to trust,
As I had trusted myself yet lost in faith.
The love lost me,
Where am I?
Who am I?
I wonder in sorrow as my tears roll down,
How would i survive knowing I'm not so innocent after all,
As i had sold my soul to the devil,
Now i shall pay with my own heart.
© Adelyn Moliepe
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