Love Interrupted
The weeping willow mocks my tears,
as the fog torments my body.
Frozen fragments of imagination
brings condensation to my eyes.
At the beginning things were great,
until the day I betrayed.
My mind taunts my heart,
my spirit and soul;
Like a fire burning wildly
through a dry field.
Consequences get caught
with circumstance,
As it is time for
the forbidden dance,
Love Interuppted.
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