No truth like love.
No lie like hope.
The only comfort is the promise of death,
And the dark embrace
Of all we desire.
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Today I imagined U in your wedding dress,
walking slowly down the aisle to save my Life.
“The Most Beautiful Girl I've Ever Seen”,
indeed.
What was to be, never was.
Betrayed by Fate – We Belonged...
How could this never be?
Destroyed by The Promise of Our Own Destiny -
My Love Is Dead.
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