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Hearts That Fall


Trails of tears

Lead to his door

I have no fear

I've been here before

I've no identity

To assume

My solemnity

Gone too soon

Fates eyes are closed

The game is set

I've become betrothed

To my brethren yet

Like a statuette

He stands through time

Hands outstretched

To meet the rhyme

In one hand

So sad and alone

And on the other hand

Happy and at home

Torn to blue

By his duality

Held like glue

By his sexuality

His face is a mask

That we must wear

Scared to ask

Doomed to care

A story untold

But known by all

Of love that holds

And hearts that fall




Tags: love

Once again, I can't seem to get enough of your rhyme! good work.