A lost love and a cigarett.
Darkness consumes him.Sitting all alone in the room.
The bottles all empty.
The music in the background.
Thinking of the lost lenore.
The lost angel of his dreams.
She flew away.
Never to return.
The memories cut his heart.
He bleeds on the inside.
The scars that never heals.
All in pieces.
Thinking of the lost lenore.
The lost angel of his dreams.
She never loved him anyway.
So why does it hurt.
He lights it.
The last cigarett.
Just like she had enlightend him.
Before she broke him down.
Thinking of the lost lenore.
The lost angel of his dreams.
While the cigarett burns in his hand.
The lights are all out.
Copyright © Nyorioko.
Poetry by Nyorioko
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Written on 2007-08-25 at 20:17
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