Dusk...
That which was thought a flower, is but a thorn in disguise..
I've never felt such pain, no not once before,
It's not just my heart, its my soul's very "core"...
You loved me dearly, aye; so much as I was due..
We had it all, t'was more than just romance,
Yeah we had it all, till you went up in His arms...
The memories, bad and good; of the life that we once dared...
Since I met you, a different life I've known,
And I'll never forget you, though I'll have to face that all alone...
But hard though it is to say, farewell milady, farewell...
Submitted for @stach's Poetry Slam Contest 4
Theme is BETRAYAL, rules dictates four stanzas, and this here fellow just loves loves loves the feel of a sonnet. Even if he wouldn't be loving the subject no more...
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