You're like the blood in my veins
I need you
to survive.
But I will gladly
set you free.
Sadness will come
as you flee.
And I'll be left with
pain and misery.
You're like the blood in my veins.
You're like the blood in my veins.
You're like the blood in my veins.
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Eunoia #Wattys2016
PoetryEunoia (n.) beautiful thinking. Galaxies in her head, light in her soul, Beauty in her words, passion beyond control, Writing for love, trying to stay whole. A collection of poetry. Each chapter is an untold story, conceive it...
