Via-Grapevine-II

I will come in stealth,Steaming to steal your last breath:I am Death.~WE LOST TOUCHInside the walls of the heart,At the centre of pains,Souls drifted apart,Left with broken chains.At the core of our lust,In the sea of no compassionLies, crushed, our trust.Hate is now our passion.Love slipped out of our hands.What once began now ends.The heart is lost in the grass.It lies down like broken pieces of glass.Gone are the days we used to laugh.They faded somewhere along the rough.Either we crossed the line, or we went out of line,Because now we walk a mile and barely smile…