Frozen Darkness

January 30, 2018

Charming man full of pride,

With handsome lies on the side.

Nothing but the moon as guide,

He believes love to be a lie.

Tears that strain,

Wrapping him like a chain.

He fears to be dear,

Loves a nice clear,

He knows love can disappear;

He’s cursed with wounds,

Haunting him like goons,

Nothing left to lose.

Many whole hearts follow his lead,

Filled with gleam,

Only to end with tear streams,

For the man who dances,

But gives no chances;

To prevent the fate of admiring,

He caresses the lying,

To only be gone in day lighting.

Many hiss in crying wheeze,

While he pours a drink by the breeze,

Cloud of darkness is all he sees.

Love is burden in his chest,

A hole in his heart,

That will never be a quest

But a fictional art.

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