Lovers
spat
The
eyes of green
The
anger takes over
The
reasoning goes awry
Educated
lovers
On
the love scenes
When
the heated exchanges loom
The
primitive carving appears
The
exert of authority
“My
way not your way”
The
eyes blazing its rays
The
bullets of words fly
The
hurts and self injuries
The
mind swimming in darkness
The
shouting back and hurting ego
The
way of love the black art begins
The
way of a new beginning
It
shatters somebody's dream
In
tatters and in pieces
The
falling debris the crying tears
Death
seems so logical
Some
go and lose their lives
Learn
to read the game
Nothing
ever stays in one place
There
is always a traffic light
It
makes you stop to realize
There
are many on the streets
You
don't have to stay alone and cry
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