I have to say this in order to heal
I still feel like you owe me something
You entered in my world
Bursted a tempest in me
Highs and lows
To leave me empty
I'm not in love with you
Somehow
Our souls still feel attached
You tried to escape it too
We both know
There's still a tie
- Angel
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For Rose Tinted Minds
Poetry''Sometimes we wear glasses the color of rose, Our minds begin to hide things it already knows. '' Kurt James These poems are for the ones who love too hard, who fall too deep, even when it burns.
