In that dream he kissed me
all over my face
How could I let him go,
when my heart is aching
to touch his soul?
I loved his soul not his
body,skin or fame
At the end I only got freaking pain.
To him I'm just a commoner,
But to me he is my whole world.
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I CHOOSE YOU EVEN IN HELL
PoetryThis collection of poems is a raw and intimate exploration of the unrequited love that resides within us all.Through the ebbs and flows of emotions, these words navigate the tender terrain of the soul, searching for solace, healing, and ultimately...
