I was born amidst the harsh blow of the winds and the stinging bullets of rain.
I was born amidst the raging flood made by the rivers of the North and the coldness of September typhoons.
I was born amidst these monstrous calamities...Yet I survived.
Only to be stung by your wretched lies and the loads of promises that are fake...
Only to be wound up in a hoax of a world you have created that you said was only for you and me.
Only to be swept away, by a few of your sweet words and gentle caress.
I thought you, were the only calamity I did not survive in.
And you are the only monster I fought that I died.
I didn't realize that looking back...You weren't the one who survived.
Because I was the calamity you have regretted hurting. So I swept you away.
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Original Poem Collections: Love, Colors and Oddities
PoetryI scour each and every obscure part of my heart hoping to not find traces of you... But my heart's every damned beat screams of your name. And every drop of blood is as vibrant as your red sun-kissed cheeks. A collection of short, original poems. U...
