Dying Love
. Dying Love
A beautiful child conceived
to prevail the beauty of God's
art
But right from the start
Secrets covered in a stiff cold
heart
On those cold winter days
When two hearts molded to one
She cultivated her mind, her
heart
for good seeds to be sown
He motivated the love by giving
promises as seeds
He suffocated the young love by
his deeds
hoping that the child's future will
succeed
Of all the promises sown in her
mind
only one got to be reaped
Sad regrets heaped in the poem
you are reading now
Only if the words could save our
baby love before she dies
One can only reap what he
sowed
my reward is the death of my
young love
Hush little baby, your father has
been careless from the start
If there is anyone to blame
Your dad torn you apart
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