You never loved her as she were, but you never knew the real me.
You never picked her up, 'cause I always stood tall in front of you.
You never took the time to seek the angel behind the demon,
so you never figured out who I am.
This lonesome road lead her straight to you,
but you turned away.
Those rare tears fell only because of you,
but you just kept walking farther.
If you ask why you never felt love,
then why
you kept your guard so strong?
We were ment to write the most beautiful love ever
we were ment to draw the brightes rainbow to the nightsky
we were ment to,
but you were already gone.
Selite:
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Kommentit
Does not always recognize another human love, to understand her tears. Loves just do not apply. Coincide, one point. It's not love
gap, but the consciousness of difference.
Phrased in an interesting poem. requires the reader to time, do not want to
access to the poem. This site is in humans in a hurry, all may not be
time.
A recent text, realistic, honest.
Very good!