It’s too bad when two hearts each a different story, some hearts
talk hurt and revenge while other hearts hurt and suffer the others sin!
She told of his cold love
though his heart burned with hurt
his feelings calloused and rough
as her revenge wrongfully assert
in her eyes she couldn’t see
his loneliness, his emptiness
times at night hardly breath
his love for her yet relentless
even her rants of cold love!
He never spoke to his defense
words against her, just couldn’t
his mind torn and tense
but with love deep he kept prudent
as hell is hot she surly burned him
with accusations of indifference
a deep affection for her his only sin
he often wondered this nonsense
talk of a cold heart and cold love.
As the years passed slowly bye
she found a new love, bragged him up
as if hurt couldn’t deeper bite
said her ex was only an empty cup
although his love still an overflow
her evasive harsh words punctured his soul
just as a hunters knife an animal cut
doctors and the coroner, a puzzling death
neighbor found him dead and cold, cold love!
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