Your eyes weren’t sincere, 
Your stare were also my fantasy.. 
And your smile was nothing but fake, 
Behind it is only a pain comparable to mine.. 
Your love wasn’t real, 
It was a lie I told myself.. 
You were never fire, 
You were a brimstone that ignites my love until it’s gone inside me. 
-Seeing the truth- 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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★Jupiter From Afar★
PoetrySome things are not destined to reach their owner.. To remain stuck in one's soul like a slow-killing poison.. In order to save themselves,they must free them.. And here,we witness the tip of the pens from a story whose favorite place was "distances...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  