• Poem
    what has been can never be.
    What we known can't be seen.
    My love gone away.
    Love is nothing, i would say.
    To cherish everything,
    is to forget.
    To feel anything,
    is to hate.
    Why, my love have you betrayed
    Ending me with your way
    Stab my heart in to pieces
    Wouldn't stop until everything ceases
    Now im alone and hurting.
    Your fault that im deserted.
    And that knife that had ended me
    Had been the most painful memory.