You were my home,
My shelter from the storm.
My smile in the chaos,
My embrace in the cold that made me feel warm.
You were my soul's mirror image,
My other half, my reflection.
The only one I could open up to,
The only person I could muster up the courage to show affection.
But here I am sitting in the cold,
Screaming my heart out,
Cursing at the lord.
For taking away my one and only,
The only one I Cherrished.
My heart Wants to cry,
But my eyes are dry.
How cruel of him, To take you away,
and leave me here when I don't even desire this life of mine without you here.
If tears could express my pain, I would cry for eternity, and built a bridge to bring you back. But My Dear, the living can only grieve, they can't desrie for the dead to come back.
So fly My Angle. I wish you wings that could take you far beyond the skies, and eternal happiness to my heaven sent. I hope in another life we could start together and anew.....may the lord and the living have mercy, Instead of leaving me here, they could build coffins for two.
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THE PREMISE OF LOVE
PoetryMy Poetry, the art form of the soul, is an exquisite tapestry of language that weaves together emotions, thoughts, and experiences with skillful craftsmanship. It is a captivating expression of the human spirit, transcending time and culture, to tou...
