My heart is filled with ghosts of love that were
mine once upon a time, now all have become just
disappearing ghosts of death's embrace.
Remembering all the love with genuine joy, yet
knowing that not all of it's memories lasted in
life.
At times a love came pouring into my heart, filling
it with promises of staying and caring forever.
Alas, love was fickle, it's bright and burning flame
was snuffed out by insincerity, cheating, lies and
deceit.
O' the heartbreak that was gone through, ripping my
heart and tearing my soul for unknown reasons of
another human being.
At times feeling contempt or hatred for the way it
was treated, yet in the end there was nothing it
could do against the onslaught of a mistaken love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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