Taetre

The bitter withering

Taetre
The bitter withering of love
You feel an urge to take your very life
Wondering what has caused this pain
It tears and drives you soon insane

To suicide
Emotional chaos, fragments of love and hate
They seem so hard to divide
Down in deep thoughts, you lack of pride

Rose whitered, light dying
Among the shades of helpless ones
They are the slaves but so are you
The bitter withering of emotions
Love spell - disease is in your head

Sun fallen, darkness calling

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