Broken Love
Broken, defective, tarnish and tainted by the demon for being too innocent.
She cried many nights in silent shame, secretly letting pain flow tainted in red.
Trying to find the way to end the pain, like a speechless coward she ran.
Smiling every day, her smile was nothing but a lie, too scared to try.
He was hiding his ghosts, avoiding Morningstar for he could see the unseen scars.
The battles pulling him back every night, lying in the light with a crooked smile.
He was death falling from above, running from past and hide from undeserving love.
To all they were a mistake, never going to make it. Too broken, too tainted, too damaged.
She saw past his darken eyes, to his light brown eyes, she was unafraid of his demons.
He saw her smile, its warmed his heart. He stood strong by her side never letting her fall.
The broken, joined their lives, still fighting inside. Together as one they bond.
Sunrise by sunrise they won several battles, for death will was near and yet they were strong.
She see’s past his darken eyes to the honey of his soft loving eyes.
He makes her smile, with a twinkle in the eyes, heart no longer hollow but warmth by him.
They were once broken, but today they feel so alive.
There is no more pain, together, side by side they never give.
She and him are much alike, they stand side to side.
The warm has fused them, stronger as one, they are no longer broken.
They are just two people truly in love. No longer to be called the broken love.
Broken
By Fabiola Rios
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