My dark friend
It is painful when you never reason love.
I am a blind person, and I have no fantasies.
I am the stone in the heart of a lake, and I am the tranquility that all the devotees seek.
I have no earthquakes in my soul, no volcanoes, and I'm not breathing anymore.
You are a storm, a drizzly season, a dream made from tears and peals of laughter.
We will never meet, my Darling.
Dark winters separate our entities.
And your souls will never notice a collapsing star.
The gravity of the lake embraces me.
I am a blind person, and I have no breakouts.
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Letters To My Dark Friend (#Wattys2015)
Thơ caMy Dark friend, I have written those letters for you. It's getting darker before midnight .
