Forgotten Love
My heart silently screams
for the love and
attention,
it deserves;
it needs.
To survives
this cruel world of
pain
and
suffering.
Not to get mixed up
in the lost and
forgotten souls of
the dead demons
that live amongst
this planet.
My heart needs
a warrior.
To fight off these
creatures
and to protect my
trust and love.
He used to be there.
To catch it,
when it fell.
Now my heart has fallen
into the dark, endless well
of forgotten loves.
So, where is he?
To rescue me?
Was I not in this thoughts?
Am I not his love?
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