You and me are not meant to be, we're like a catastrophe. Like gasoline and fire, your presence lifts me higher. I live in the clouds where I'll never come down, but at least I have a place to sleep, safe and sound. Your voice makes my blood boil, it's so near. Your smile makes me coil in fear. I hate everything that you do, everything that you are. But I love you dearly, my one and only star.
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Untitled Poetry
ŞiirNothing but a bit of random poetry in the form of jumbled thoughts.
