he bled the most…

         

Blazing sunsets

let’s make this perfectly clear
it won’t matter anyway really
time the illusion plays tricks on us
when we’re born its as if we know nothing
life bids us chase nothing but mirages
so pretty they seem when we are fools
love becomes the ultimate betrayal
everything we touch will die
and you Maleficent will always be watching
keeping alive that which you slayed
your goodness became a misty ghost
that which you loved, he bled the most…
(Copyright 03-05-15)

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