i don't get why
one must put hatred
in the world.
--
your absence makes my heart empty
i wanna stay in ur arms forever
--
i only seek warmth
in this world brimmed of
my scorching bruises
--
go on to places
where you can always
see the light
--
i want to be oblivious to all people
but i don't want to be forgotten
--
they said that letting go is painful.
but the process of being not with you is.
--
we are a body of literature.
art is our soul.
--
September, 2033
von frederick
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Pieces of Moonbeams
PoetryPieces of Moonbeams | 2023 This poetry collection contains proses & proses woven from my heart. Pieces here are a part of me. Stained by longing, love, grief, hurt, happiness, and any other available emotion I could profoundly describe. -- I am rel...
