Love Crimes

Your eyes are deceiving to my pain infested heart. Sorrow weeps in my veins that dare to be my part. In the times we have encountered I’ve never wanted to fear. I wanted our love to be tested; but our love was rusted. We pushed, we shoved the lies aside. Despair encrypted in our minds forever in time. Heads held high, we marched through shredded glass together; until reality had reside. We became the victims of Love Crimes.

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