My heart now spoke with a hard, cold stare,
Twisted remnants of withered care.
“No more, I beg. Please just go.
Love’s flame no longer glows.”
“Don’t make me,” he screamed.
“You’ll kill our dream.”
Dream? Farewell
Nightmare’s
Hell.
About the Creator
Cindy Calder
From Charleston SC - "I am still learning." Michelangelo
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Comments (3)
wow. very well written.
Love's flame no longer glows. I especially loved that line!
Really liked this one!