Poem2 From Dorothy with Love

Away went my love,
On the wings of a dove.
My misguided belief,
Bore tears of greif.
My indsides it ate,
Giving birth to hate.
Such was my hard past.

Now you have gone,
Into pieces my heart was sawn,
The day you left me.
For only you my heart doth see.
Every night cry,
Before me is an endless sky.
Such is my sad present.

There is in my life,
An endless waltz of strife.
Looking on into the grim mist,
I see my name on the devil's list.
Forever is not long,
Compared to my sad song.
Such is my lonely future



If you hadn't notices I like to make you cry.
Please R&R.