On dry leaf my love’s hanging
Love for sale
Like a town crier I keep screaming
Come save my heart from this pale

My heart weather’s like the fig tree
Not even time can heal this wound of mine
Deep in me it lies decaying
For love has judged mine to be but a crime

Love for sale the earth screams
For this love un-returned
I wish that none shall feel
So shut your heart if love calls

For peace flees from my heart
And my body bears this feeling in despair
Her face I see in the dark
And for this, Love isn’t fair

Love’s pain do I bear
And the benefits she drains
Leaving me to live in hatreds fear
For I have become his aim

My love was deserted
And love’s wings I fly not
Now my heart keeps pain as its assets
And await thee to come forth

Love for sale the earth screams
And let lovers ears be open
For like an alarm she rings
Waiting hearts to be wide open

Life is short
And without love


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Cirphrank is a pun. Web developer, content writer, 2D minimalist UI, blogger. Breathing poetry. What makes many mad makes some Philosophers, what makes others sad makes me write. A lover of tech and the arts.

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