A tainted heart,
Its given me reasons to fall apart.
A wilted rose,
A crooked smile,
Love was my reason to live for a while.
I love you,
You don’t seem to care,
Are these really memories are love would share?
Silence your words,
They fill me with hate,
Please stop the pain before it’s too late.
Is this love?
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