Yet so the love which has always,
considered a beautiful glorious was,
betrayed by those who feigned.
They waned the colour of love,
once shined with it's dazzling lights.
Burying the feelings depth in the ocean,
impossible to dig in.
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anything & everything
Poetrysomething were meant to be hidden yet it's strangling. perhaps all those feeling if written down, will go? Picture - Pinterest I do not own the picture.
