love is not a term used lightly.
yet I do it all the time
self-hatred is destructive.
yet I practice it religiously.
I love adventure.
but I hate trying new things.
I love life.
but wish I weren't living it.
preaching is one thing.
practicing is another.
actions are lightning and
words are just thunder.
yet people jump.
when they hear the loud rumble
they think lightning is pretty.
doesn't cause them any trouble.
lightning is silent but deadly.
and thunder is pretentious and proud.
my mind is like lightning.
and my words are just clouds.
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Unspoken Poetry
Poetry⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ if any of the tagged things are sensitive to read about or makes you feel uncomfortable, please do not read! I'd hate to be the reason you feel either way.
