This world—
A holy creation,
A gift given,
A blessing passed.
In the beginning,
It was utterly beautiful.
Its skies reflected God's eyes,
Its soul, still utterly pure.
But, there was something else.
For this place we live in orbits,
From something indescribably beautiful,
To something completely wretched.
And one day,
When the stars crash and the skies fall,
It will all be gone,
And become beautiful once more.
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Everything I Never Said
Poetry❝This is the love I fail to say. One that caused him to go away, for our love was never made to stay.❞ - all of the poems are mine :) #1 in Poetry 26/05/17 ! Thank you for reading♡ New book 'Everything You Never Knew' is out!
