I guess this one was about love, but I would not know.
To love is a gift until it destroys.
Love is empowering and weakening
sucking the life out of individuals that love the idea of Love just too much.
Love is suffocating, breathtaking
or just a gentle hug.
A fresh breeze of air
running through our systems.
It can be fire, or it can be gold.
Everybody wants love,
and everybody is afraid to give away
just too much of it.
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bad daydream
PoetryI would not refer to this as poetry rather some unconnected thoughts I had. Sometimes I still do so I actually work on some poems right now but first I share some random thoughts. I had them when my life felt like a nightmare but I don't like that t...
