Have you just thrown away
all the love I gave you?
Have you extinguished the flames
that I lashed out;
the fire that spread from my
eyes to yours so many times,
that I almost thought
we were real?
Almost. That's the keyword.
I almost held you.
You almost loved me.
We almost existed.
But we didn't make it.
Because God knows you're not
strong enough to hold me;
you can't afford to kill yourself
on an escapade to
one of the most rarest souls.
- Crimsyy♡
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Ramblings Of A Storm
PoetryI am a lightning bolt , and I know you can't handle me, because you're afraid of drizzles, but I'm the entire hurricane, suffocated in flesh and bone, waiting to unleash itself. Crimsyy Copyright 2016 #1
