(A Poem)
Love should be effortless
So natural, it need not be asked
But lately loving you
Had become a very heavy task
Our situation has me
So tired and exhausted
I want to forget you
Get drunk and get wasted
Our love has gone
Sweet love gone sour
Think it is hopeless now
Getting bitter by the hour
The mere thought of you
Sends me non-stop crying
Constricts my heart
To the point of breaking
Sweet memories...
Have already been lost
Drowned by the tears
Chilled and iced by your frost
Sweet love gone sour
Can’t even stand the sight of you
Lost love, lost faith
I don’t believe we can make it through
by: Lady Olivine
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