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He smiled to know she'd never find him again, And no longer he needs a forest to hide, Everything she wished to find in a person, Was his true self she asked him to keep burried inside . ~ IWRITESOMETIMES :) #review#poetry

Today I saw death in the eyes, she smiled at me and told me that he loved me. Today I saw death in the eyes, I felt fragile and small. Today I saw death in the eyes, I don't want to look at it again. Today I saw death in the eyes and she looked back at me. I'm not prepared for the slow walk of her. I'm scared, for all the things I left behind. I let out a slow sigh! I don't want to stop breathing. But here I face her, with a true sigh. And I suffer at the same time, for what I lack to love. Oh! Death now that you are looking at me, touch my soul and spare my life. Oh! Reason in misery, focus your mind, death is not looking at you. #review

How shall I live within this secrecy, That my petal should only bloom under a canopy? Oh, He, above—who claims to love me, Why can't you let me be? #review#poetry

When your hands Trail on my soft skin, I lose myself With you My love. What else can I ask, For this eternity, Than our entwined bodies, Into one, forever... #review#my

He scribbled. She gave meaning to it. Mysteriously they became an art! #review

Noesis (vi) i pour out love where sadness pelts because i've felt how drained it tastes to be starved of the world you deserve. #amtupu_#poetry#review

His surviving words had lifeless meaning. But her music was certain. Mysteriously, their song gave hope! #review

What's wrong with the light? Have I gone blind? Why can't I see it anymore? Why can't I see it entering inside me, Wiping off all this emptiness? Why doesn't it burn my soul anymore? Have I lost my soul or the light ? #review#generalthought

His surviving words had lifeless meaning. But her music was certain. Mysteriously, their song gave hope! #review

Once we lived in a dark realm, Striving for happiness and surviving until we found our soul. Searching for paths with scars, We found the most anxious one and the most unpredictable one. It was our past and our future… #review

From a blank page to, 'you are the reason for this book'. He realized, She was his poem! #review

Some nights I think about being a ghost yk? It'd be so much better. Maybe if I were a ghost I won't have these tears to hide? Maybe I won't feel any of this pain? Maybe I'll stop having these nightmares? Maybe it'll all stop? I'll just exist without actually having to have an existence. Maybe I'll live longer? Maybe I'll survive? #review