I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
Edgar Allan Poe
YOU ARE READING
You remain dear, inside
Poetrywords are never enough to convey something too soulful. I will forever be a poet to unfulfilled promises, to unrhymed metaphors, to something so beautiful I long. for it so deep and enduring, for her, dear, inside me. for time, it lingers. for...
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I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
Edgar Allan Poe