He lay beneath deep sorrow while it withered away...

The love inside his soul was so unbearable to control that he...cried himself to sleep that night...

He lay beside his pillow with no anticipation of tomorrow...

They always said his heart lie on his shoulder...

Bewildered with misconceptions of the truth he vowed never to love again...Nothing was worth what he felt...

For the whole damnednation brought this upon itself...

A young adolescent scrutinized by the laws of love fell into the pit of flames within his dark dreams...

Why...you ask...His heart lie chaffed from his shoulder down to the ground...

Late at night he lay beside his bed and looks at a single frame...the frame of glutiny that was bestowed upon him...

The fire lay crackling beside him...

Thoughts of him moving on drowned in his early sorrows...

As his mind raced he thought love was a complete waste and disgrace...all at the same time...

Flung from his hand the frame of glutiny crackled along with the late night fire...

He hid his lost love under the now wrotten desire...

The fire now possessed his newly lost passion...

The passion of love withdrew and his heart grew cold...

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