I ponder not his deep acquaintance with my soul,
Yet caution him against deceit's darkening toll.
For I tread not the shadows devoid of light,
Nor dig my own grave in the cover of night.
I will not roll a stone I'll later find,
In every situation, two paths in my mind.
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Only My Heart Knows
PoetryWithin this anthology lies a tapestry of verses penned by Jcena Mortiff, each intricately woven around diverse manifestations of love. These words ache to break the shackles of confinement, the very letters thirst for emancipation, all plucked from...
