THE COLD COFFIN.
I sought refuge in you
And you served me darkness
In an empty space!
Each word you spoke was like a dagger's thrust,
Leaving scars in my heart turning love to dust.
Your eyes like marble showed no remorse,
As you shattered my dreams with no empathy.
Your heart is like a cold coffin!
©Latif The Sacred Poet.
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