Page 1, I wrote with imagination after hearing a male friend\'s break-up story with his ex gf years ago.He wanted to keep the relationshp but she seemed tired of him. I felt sorry for him, but happy for her. Cuz I didn\'t think he was a very good bf to her. :P I used metaphor a lot here too.

When love turns into hatred

He walks out of the door
A crushed soul hidden his cold look
Sparkling stars on the windows
Thorns piercing the wounds, he bleeds he bleeds
Echoing heavy sighs back to back
Standing in the wild field

She goes to doodle on the walls
Ringing the bells to make him burst tears
Sad shades dwelling her arms
Beating the past up on and off, she laughs she laughs
Sour talks beneath her simply naive smile
Ignoring spring sunshine

Firm ground scatters soils and roots
Freezing rain sees sprouts withering away
Gentle walks leave smudgy footprints on the grave
Silver clouds darken gleaming grins
Bitter good-bye waves falter sweet memories
When love turns into hatred

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