Farewell
Darkness fever
28 Apr, 2016 07:25 PMthe skies shall mourn, for they're masters of disguise - But no poet's hand can paint the shades of blue, dwelling in your eyes. The spring shall rejoice, and the winter will scorn Just like the sun; for it ever plays with my forlorn - honeyed kisses of it's rays. So if the stars are meant to glisten and if the winds are destined to cry then why is it so hard for me to listen to something so simple as your goodbye.
Tags: Loneliness, Love, Sadness, Sad Love, Breakup, Anger, Grief, Goodbye, Broken Heart, Broken, Alone, Sorrow, Silenc
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