Love for them was not what they thought.
Another challenge to be fought.
Everlasting love was theirs to pay.
Another horrid tale, became theirs to say.
Climbing the mount Everest to see what was left of them.
Love to hate, men after men.
Another weekend to see what they can find.
Love angers all, to each left blind.
Anguished pain, in their hearts to stay.
Another night to dwell, to another day.
Changing cycles, to each them all.
Hold on for another fall.
The lost ones get weaker, to stand on their own.
Stuck in this darkened room, all alone.
There only fate is to hold on tight.
Love again over hate, and make things right .
©terrylin53
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