Brittle loveA Poem by Follan
You're killing me
Stabbing me with your words Choking me with your voice Burning me with your smile You say that our love priceless Worth more than an angel's tears Worth more than any demon's soul, More than your life. But we are not lovers We are friends Family Siblings but never lovers You're murdering me Slicing my heart with the truth Suffocating me with those thoughts you hide Telling me we are soul mates Stomping on my brittle heart, If I tell you I love you more than anything Is that enough? If I sell my heart for you Will you love me And take part in my brittle love? You're killing me.. © 2013 Follan |
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