Tormented
It torments my soul
This love that I hold
That lingers and lasts
As the days grow old
You’re gone so I weep
But you visit in sleep
Oh how you torment my soul!
It plagues my thoughts
What my actions must cost
Since they were measured and valued
But all worth have I lost
How poor that I am
To lose the love of a man
Oh how you plague my thoughts!
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Silvertongeposted on 06/04/2015
Joke aside, and im sorry If I spoiled the memory of him.
But this poem is beautiful, and I feel the pain with you.
Nothing hurts the strongest like a broken heart.