The Bittersweet ;))

The bitter taste in my tongue

Triggered a bitter past.

The old melody left unsung

Spoke of love that didn’t last.

A story left untold,

It made others sigh.

A poem that grew old,

It made everyone cry.

The ink in this pen’s dying

It cannot survive.

A love’s not worth fighting

It shan’t be kept alive.

These words shall pass

Your pictures are burned.

A perfect irony it was

Yet a beautiful lesson learned.

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