the count for a set would be 1 2 3
whilst the count for my feelings would be i love you
and to see to love is a crime on it's own
for the heart is the prisoner and the rib is the cell
why is it so that the tag on an inmate is 1 2 3
against the colors of your life being i love you
the comparison is unmistakeable
for both clauses are distinguishable
in series to state that words are due to all
when i can't even reach this particular call
a far silhouette carries on it's path
so the buzzling one flurries through the crimson bath
i step the front and pull my body up
we're mouth to mouth like the tinges strike my back
it's not an i love you but you know i do
the cell has gone and now i'm with you.
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under the soft
PoetryThis is going to be my first piece of content I'd like to share so wish me luck! Farfetched as it is, aren't you the most special person there is? Aren't you the person who has to keep living with a little lot of pain every time you keep going? Do y...
