Double Sided

How can you claim to love me and when we part it is me that you do not see.

Through the Ring of Fire just to sink back again to the same old routine.

I am double crossed by Love and all the Beauty that lies in between.


The time came and left with the scent of a smell I can never forget

Everything I was and everything I am slipped, tripped and got shifted.

Who am I?? whos to blame?? say…..or portray.

This array is vague.. Please take away the uneven puzzle pieces.