Ripped Apart

I'll sit next to the pyre
Of my long lost love.
My heart will burst into fire,
As I watch the ashes fly away like a dove.

She was all I had,
She was my whole heart.
It wasn't like a fad,
'Cuz now my heart's ripped apart.

All I wanted was her love,
I would have given her the world.
She fit me like a glove,
As we both twirled.

Our hearts intertwined,
We couldn't be beat.
When they saw us, others would wine,
"God, why can't I have that treat?"

But now she's gone,
No longer do I have my dove.
No longer will I be able to dawn,
That little thing called Love.





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Life_line said...
Sept. 8, 2014 at 10:37 pm
I love it!!! it hides so many more emotions than it shows and i, for one, like that about your poem
 
OpulentColors This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Mar. 26, 2013 at 1:34 pm
Beautiful :)
 
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