Unfortunately we don't belong. Like day and night,
we complete the same circle of life, we live in the same neighbourhood, and we breathe the same air, but we're never destined to meet. Because in our meeting the colours will go blind , tears will scrawl up on my forehead, and the shapes of life will scream asking for pain. Maybe, maybe the day will come when our hearts become intertwined, when day and night belong in the same sky, and when the gods will start fearing our love. But both of us know that, deep down, that day was never bound to come, that all along destiny and fate have been playing a joke on us.
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Wisdom From the Dark Side. (#Wattys2015)
PoetryA bundle of dark poems and short poetic stories from life experiences and a great love of poetry and literature. -We hope you enjoy it. -Don't forget to vote and comment. My daughter and I share this experience. -Written by: Michel and Carmen Ahwach.
