untitledA Poem by Rockett MarieNothing matters more than the one you love right ? :(Walking with him.... Pain? What is pain? Hurt? What is hurt? Death? What is death? Pain is what you feel as he walks away. Hurt is what you feel as he kisses her. Death is what you have done to my heart.... © 2012 Rockett Marie |
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