Dedicated to ThePoetryClub
My Own Love
Blooming with love,
I stare at her day long.
Wondering if she's real,
No one's worth for her.
She's been touched by the angel herself
With a thing of the devil in her.
Unique in her own,
No one would ever understand her.
A mind on her own,
She haunts memories.
I stare at her all night long,
Wondering if she's perfect.
Yet, even with her unlimited amount of flaws,
She shines brightly.
Surrounded by an unknown light,
The darkness evades.
As I stare at her reflection,
She is me.
No one ever worth to match my greatness,
I wear a never ending smirk.
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The POETRY CLUB
PoetryTHE POETRY CLUB is a book dedicated for @ThePoetryClub on wattpad where you'll find all the prompts chosen by me as well as poems made with other wattpad poets. Have a good time reading :)
