mistake

I feel nothing at all
no single pain
like that patient who is used
to the drug routinely
a man who knows he is charmed
to hell we are meant to be
to hell you are mine
mine for infinity
let's correct all those lines
to hell all your promises
you are guilty for lies
am screened everyday
am your last chat contact
maybe you trashed me
to hell I need you
to hell we shall to remember
now betrayal selfishness
to flames these memories
to hell the solicitor
that we met
on that very street
to hell destiny
to fate to this companions
to hell is love
that you still feel for me
that curse you made
no tricks this time
to burns flames to you
my dear one
©dizolm