Monday, June 13, 2011



A Poem from The Wind Changed As I Lay Dying collection.


Rotten Love
The decaying heart
Just sat alone, useless
Only a few beats left
Unused, gone to waste
Love is rotten
When it isn’t in reach
When not touched
All is forgotten
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