Poems of a broken heart.

  The haunted memory of us, can fade but not blend.   no matter what you say or what you do, I know how this will end.  So I’m turning away, and I can barely make a move. Your touch leaves me breathless, as well as our tragic life without a clue.  You will never know what it is, exactly that you do.  I can’t take what I’ve become, I’m dangerous for you. 
The only promise made, is that my promise is I will hurt you.

                                             >Blue Skies<                                             08/16/12                                             5:00pm

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