"living memory"
Written by fabee_babeeA bottle filled with a red substance sits upon my shelf,
A disected heart lays in a tray beside a garbage can,
The room is dark, only a faint light glimmers by itself,
This broken heart, drained of life, a hurt caused by man.
A cold stone room, drained of warmth and emotion,
A broken phile of a steaming liquid sits in a puddle on the floor,
Its obvious that amateurs of life tried to make a potion,
How can they find love, that was unknown to them before?
A torn poster of a romantic couple onlooking the setting sun,
In each others arms, without a care to the world,
In a constant pose, unaware once light fades, darkness comes,
Forever, with each other they'll be held.
Only to be able to live in a photogragh held by our one true love,
To be able to remain forever in a neverending moment of bliss,
To live forever with an undying love,
To revel in the moment of true loves, first kiss.